if

you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all.

i am beginning to consider a vow of silence.

my heart is aching; sick even.

it is affecting everything and everyone in my life.

i can't say anything nice. or encouraging. or uplifting.

thus - silence.

my guess is that my family wishes i would be silent. and then - i wish i had been.

i bawled and sobbed uncontrolably in church this morning. where is my joy? i feel like the enemy has swooped down and snatched every last drop.

i have a lot of email in my inbox. if you have asked for prayer - i have prayed. please know that.

i fear becomming a broken record. same sad song - third verse.

oh, lord... hear my cry...