I have a house-mate who is being battered at the moment. She's only got a casual job, is struggling to pay the mortgage, is single because of some bad choices she made in the past (or that's how she tells it), struggles with depression since her best friend died some years ago, and just got the news that another good friend has died yesterday.
She's cracked, understandably. The pressure of all this stuff is a bit too much for her, and she's at home bawling her eyes out. It's really sad that she doesn't want to see her family for Christmas because she doesn't think she can handle it, and that things just keep going wrong for her.
Anyways, death is behind most of her issues at the moment, and the way she handles it makes the house a gloomy place where frankly, I just don't want to be! It brings back too many bad memories of all the people I've lost. Kyle most recently. Sigh
Thank you Jesus for conquering death and giving us hope beyond the grave!
