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May 14, 2001
Blindsided
it came out of the fog, unseen and silent blindsiding my life, giving no warning sending the man I was on the unseen path to the garbage heap, cast aside and useless
how can you prepare for something that after which is nothing any preparation is insufficient, incapable, like scotch taping a window to face a tornado
what do you do when the land runs out, you’ve been dragged to the edge of your world, and yet you must continue walking where do you go from there
how does a man, a lifetime in the making, begin again to prove his value to a world that has no need, has no care for who God has made him be
dear God above you stand alone secure for one who alone now stands you alone of all know my value, or its lack, give me chance again to serve
I don’t really know what a mid-life crisis is, am really unsure if my experience would even qualify, or even if such an event is a real event or an excuse to cover our excess. I do know that the past fourteen months have been the hardest in my life, that the man I was for over twenty years has been disposed of, and that the prospects of going on in ministry are dim at the best. So if this is a mid-life crisis or not it is still hard. How do you prepare for something you can’t possibly imagine the other side of?
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