Dear God it's me Karen,
Well. That happened. I should be grateful I was in the parking lot when my car literally fell apart, and not on the freeway, like I had been 15 minutes prior. And I am grateful for that.
But the thing is, we're a one car family and there is 6 of us dependent on a car that is now had a steering column in pieces, and we can't afford to fix it.
Or more precisely, I guess we can use the school money that will be showing up in a couple of weeks, but that's kind of how we were going to pay bills for the next month or two. I mean that check in October wasn't fun money. It was survival money. And we need all of it for basic survival.
There is a slim chance my brother-in-law can fix it himself and I'm really needing that to be the case. I don't know how else we're going to survive the next 5 months.
I mean to be honest I struggle with this faith thing as it is. And if it were just one thing I'd be ok. But the hits just keep coming. I don't even get a chance to recover from one before the next one hits and I just can't do it anymore.
I'm not saying I'm suicidal. I'm too stubborn for that, plus I made a promise to you that I have not forgotten.
But God, I could use a miracle here.