Annoyed wasn’t the right word I was getting at earlier. I don’t know if there’s a word, but the idea is looking down on someone, and thinking less of them, for being weak. You think, “Come on, dude. What’s a little pain and discomfort, and God forbid, some discomfort prolonged?” Women talk about the man cold and I don’t understand it. You want to smack them and be like, “What kind of beast and awful person are you?”

I don’t have to go in tonight, and I am relieved. It’s very hard to watch people suffer and hard to do it also in the middle of the night. I don’t want to talk bad about the medical system because it truly saves lives and has good people throughout. It’s just that if you want to be seen and want someone to hear you, then you have to be loud and not just compliant. Loud is not the same as rude. You have to keep asking until someone listens.

We are supposed to comfort others with the comfort we’ve received. I was wondering today what kind of comfort I’ve received from God, how would I describe it? He has unlimited grace and his thoughts are not evil. When he suffers he does so with full trust in his Father. His unlimited grace is sufficient for us when ours forever will not measure up. He gives to us rest for our bodies and souls, his beloved eternal and endless wells.