I was thinking today about my life. If I could change one thing to make a significant improvement, what would it be?
Move? No, too expensive and honestly, unnecessary. Yeah, I hate it here, but I can deal.
Lose weight? Oh, please. That's idiotic.
Get out of debt? Boy, that would be awesome, and would sure lessen the pressure some, but there'll never be enough. There will always be surprise emergencies that put us right back where we are now.
Find a quiet spot and hole up until Jesus returns? Now THAT one is tempting. But, my family "needs" me.
The desperation suddenly set in as I continued thinking. Not only is my life what it is, but nothing is going to change it. There is no improvement. There is no...hope.