Lay me down

I have slipped back into depression... I have been boarder line for a few months... but I have crossed over now... sigh... well life goes on whether I am depressed or no.

Lay me down the cold, cold ground, I will stand, will stand my ground. ~ We Were Soilders 

Once more I feel as if I have let some of my close friends down... I am such a mess... why do you people even care?

My life is a mess... and has been for ages...
I just hit the bottom... and GOD is now rebuilding me...
sigh... should have let HIM sooner.
I have reasons to live... sigh... I just wish life was easier

 ~ Traveller Gal, out!

Dine Bikeyah?

Yesterday was good.  The day camps ended well.  ^_^

A teacher, David Sprinkle, encouraged me to focus on ministry to the Navajo.  I might, if my health holds up, in fact I would love that.  Right now it is just a big question mark, even though I did feel as if God was asking me to go to Dine Bikeyah back when I was 16.

As well, over lunch break I got to talk to Matt.  That was such a blessing.  Just talking to him helps me so much.  He is calling me on Tuesday, if something does not come up.

~ Traveller Gal, out!

Day Camps!

One day of camps.... (Legacy Day Camp).... the youth is so awesome, but their stores are hard ones.   I love this work... but it reminds me so much of what I have gone through that few know of.

My friends, if I am testy or overly questioning of you this week, please forgive me... I come home every night tired, and trying to sort out what I have learned and what these kids have gone through... and I tend to stay work mode... even here at home.

Oh, the picture is of me with a mosaic I made at the camps!

The battles...

Awake and arise oh sleeper, for the year of thy mourning has passed from thy gates!!! Arise again unto thy callings and be renewed!

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Why do I feel like my soul is ripped in 2?  Everything comes against me at once, yet I strive to hold my ground, as a good warrior.  But I am beaten to the ground, broken and crying.  Why Lord must all these things happen?  I just do not understand!  Yet still to You do I cling... what other chance of making it is there? 

The tides turn, some of the battles lessen, while others do intensify... A warrior am I, and a warrior I will stay... Oh, Father, put some balm upon my wounds that I might carry on!

~ Traveller Gal, out!