Depression strangled me this morning. The bombings in Syria, I felt powerless about it. There was little, if anything I could do about them except pray for peace, for Syria, and for America.
I started to realized that my self-will was taking over again. I wanted things my own way. I wanted the bombings and the war to stop.\
In case, this behavior happens too often. I want things when I want them and how I want them. I want to eat when I want to eat–forget whether or not I’ve eaten enough to sustain me for the day. Even forget I’m even hungry.
I also remember this quote my first stepfather often said, “Do what you can. Suffer what you must.” I need to remember that.