The Struggle is Real
Journaling is so therapeutic for me. Some how the quiet creative process is as good as talking it out with someone. It gets that stuff out of my head that would ordinordinarily sit there and percolate.
I have hidden journaling under the coffee cup. I call this one the struggle is real because that is where I am at right now. I am at the end of four years of a second BA and I have one more year to go. I have been carrying a full work load and a family re-entry to the U.S. Whew! I am so burned out and demotivated.
It is reminding me that God is my strength and I pray for his Grace daily. One day at a time.