I made a blog yesterday, and then I forgot how to get into it. So I had to make a new blog because the system said it had no record of my e-mail address or password. Go figure.
I hope you like this one better.
I don't know how women did it back in the 19th Century not having an occupation or even being allowed to have an occupation other than governess. I think I would go crazy. I think that's why they died at such young ages. It wasn't the diseases, stone age medicines, or the Bubonic Plague. It was boredom. The rich women had nothing to do because everything was done for them. Therefore, there was no reason for them to exist.
Which brings me into a discussion on being. If God has decided that I should be in this time right now, there must be a reason for it. There must be something he's wanting to show me or test me or make me stronger. I don't know what it is, but maybe it's a renewal of that whole dependency on Him. I feel completely dependent on Him right now. I have nothing else to do. I even pulled a muscle today, so I couldn't go run off the frustration like I usually do.
So it all comes back to Jesus. I think sometimes when we're looking for answers, they show up in the most unexpected places.
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