Normally on Sunday's I go to church with phyllis and we go to lunch. However she woke up and then I ended up back at metro because I was there yesterday but didnt get to service because I had some weird stomach issue and thought at any moment I could puke and poop. So I remained close to the bathroom.
I was glad I came back because it was really good! I also journaled about some fears I had. God whispered for me to be quiet. I was.
Then later I met a friend and I got some very sad news. The kind that all you can do is believe Romans 8:28.
I'm sad and wonder if I'll sleep at all tonight...