On Friday afternoon, Tracey was very upset. She came into work early (she always does - it gives us both time to talk and I love having her here) but even as she entered the sliding doors to Reception, I could tell she was struggling. The anger and hurt came off her in waves. Oh my. "I just feel unloved, Janet" Tracey said, angrily wiping away at her tears as she sat behind her desk and placed her handbag on the floor next to her. I'm so sorry, Tracey. "My husband doesn't talk to me, my sons are all teenagers and answer my questions with grunts...what do I do? I'm so alone. I feel so rejected and unwanted" Tracey's slender hands shook the entire time. It was as if her heartbreak was affecting her entire body. Tracey's been going through a hard time in the last few months with her husband. Then on Friday, she received news that her favourite Aunt (back in South Africa) had passed away. I think that was a sadness that pushed her o...
Father God, Thank you. Thank you for every blessing in my life. Please help me to see the small blessings and to always hope for the big ones. My life is in your hands. Amen xx