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LoniStillwater
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After two years, almost three, I can say this week has tested my patience and faith. I try to be a good Catholic, I know I’m not perfect. And I know they say God doesn’t give us more than we can handle, but I’m really starting to wonder. I weathered my husband getting injured in the Army and the healing process to get him well again almost at the cost of our marriage. I have weathered being in a place I have grown to hate and resent because I didn’t want to move here and it was suppose to be temporary. I have weathered being left out of every important family gathering and event because I couldn’t afford to be there. I even weathered being alone with my child because my mother had to leave here early to help my sister with her wedding and my husband was deployed. I have spent two years saving, giving up things, to take my son to see his great grandfather because my son’s the first boy born in my side of the family since my grandfather was born. And now both vehicles break, my husband is pretty much oh well on it because he wasn’t going, and I just need prayers so that maybe God will show me what I’m supposed to be doing. I’m tired, I’m hurting and I just want it to stop.
