like goldy and bronzy. only made from iron.

8:30pm and reflecting on a note I wrote myself in a meeting while at work today.

Conscious that the last few months of work have been some of the most challenging I've had, I'm also aware that wearyness leaves us me open to that old habit of being crabbit.

Often times family gets the worst of it. Which they really don't deserve. No-one does, actually.

This is a classic example of trying to do it myself.

But I can only go so far on self-propultion. There's got to be something more. I need help.

I believe, but Lord help my unbelief.