As told by Reverend G …
Please God, help me! I can’t stand it!
More and more things are disappearing and this week, I lost an entire carton of Chunky Monkey ice cream. It’s my favorite you know – with that creamy texture, bits of chocolate and that slight banana flavor.
How could that happen? How could we find my ice cream in the pantry, slowly dribbling next to the hot tea boxes?
That doesn’t even make sense, God. Nothing makes sense.
I’m losing more and more concentration. I can’t work well anymore – can’t serve you as I did in the past – can’t put together a decent sermon and preach it.
I forget names and conversations. Words jumble together.
I’m afraid…so afraid.
Why can’t I experience the same trust I once taught to my congregation?
Even now, I read Psalm 34:4 and try to make it mine, “For I cried to him and he answered me. He freed me from all my fears.”
Please free me, God, from this terror that follows me every day, then escalates whenever I forget something.
Please help me to somehow find a direction that points toward you in all of this. Let me not lose my faith in the process of losing my sanity.
Help me, God! I can’t stand it!
©2015 RJ Thesman – Author of the Reverend G Books – http://bit.ly/1RH27AT
Rebecca – you do such a great job getting me inside her head. I can feel her angst.
Thank you, Evie. My purpose in the Rev G books is to help caregivers understand how their loved ones might be feeling and/or thinking. Sometimes when we can’t communicate, we don’t realize how that other person might be feeling. I appreciate your comment.
I enjoyeed reading your post
Thank you for your comment.