I wish I could google, "What should I do with my life?" and have an answer appear on my computer screen.

Encouragement.

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy place where the Most High dwells. God is within her, she will not fall, God will help her at the break of day. Psalms 46: 4- 5

Snow in March.

The ground is mud and brown, and my muscles ache.  Life is good, exhausting, routine, but God is far.  It's a struggle.  My body is broken, and it is lent: a season of reminders and discipline.  No caffeine for me, more prayer.  "God help me to love, love, love, and be myself."