I actually had a kicking fit last night somewhere around 3:00 am. For the past two nights they have been doing road construction on King George right outside my apartment building and it's mostly that horrible jack-hammer noise. Two nights ago it was going on well past 3:00 am and last night until well past 4:00. I can't tell you how obnoxious it is, and though I can sleep through the fiercest thunder storm, I cannot sleep through this. And the worst thing is that they just started up again about two hours ago. I don't think I can handle another night of it. Running on very little sleep and getting mighty grouchy....
I'm longing for those Southern summer nights right now with catydids and crickets and lightning bugs, but I can't get past the banging and clanging of concrete being ripped up and three inches of dust and sand covering everything in my apartment.
Too tired to keep writing. Even James Taylor isn't soothing me right now. Please God! I need peace in Jerusalem!!!!
Tonight, preferrably.
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wherever we may wander or roam
there's no place like home ....
Roots, what a beautiful thing. It's
our birthright. And with the New
Birth we become rooted & grounded
in His Word and the promise of a
new heavenly home. I feel your
longing for both. We are awaiting
your arrival to your roots here.
Darlene
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