That is my favorite greeting... for some strange reason. Anyway, I'm at home... having the usual arguments with my mother. I'm trying not to let myself spiral into self-deprecation and while thinking hard (like Pooh) I've come up with an interesting image. I have certain issues... and sometimes it feels like she's digging around at them which hurts... so I run away.
However, I'm curious if I took a scapel to myself what I would come up with. I think it might be cancer. It runs pretty deep and it spreads to all parts of me. It originally started out with good parts of me... but then began to multiply out of control. Now it's pretty ugly. I don't have the first clue how to disentangle myself from it... or where it orginated. I think need a miracle. Only Jesus can figure it out and clean me up. Only his blood can make me pure. Not sure how... but am absolutely sure I need to rely on Him. 
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