Vapor

Today was quite the day. It seemed to start off light and sweet, and at some point in the afternoon veered off down a slippery road that I was not happy to be a passenger on. There was a progression of brokenness that seemed to settle over me like a cloud by around 11 PM and somewhere in the middle of my 1 AM kitchen cleaning/Michael Jackson listening marathon, I cracked wide open in my impending sea of vulnerability. Helplessness. Complete lack. We are not really in control of our lives. Really. And sometimes (most of the time) I'm just so convinced that I am. Newsflash! We are not promised tomorrow. It is man made pride and arrogance to assume that we will have another day. Help us to live for today God...