Again I am in a place where things seem to just boil down to feelings. I am in PE but will leave for Grahamstown in a few minutes. We had an exciting flight last night with a landing in 100km/h wind. There were suddenly a lot of Christians on the plane!
But now I have just under four weeks left in Grahamstown. I still feel tired. What happened to that restoration that I was looking for? I'm struggling with a sense of future or vision perhaps. Next year will be good. A new town. My family with me. But I am struggling with the lack of control that I have over my life.
I just feel like moaning!!!
I guess that God will see me through this too.