It should not matter whether *REDACTED* judges and condemns every word I have written in My God Room. His opinion should not matter to me. Still, the devil is in the details and the way *REDACTED*  convinced my son to think I had “shoved God down his throat” a few years ago weighs heavy on my heart.

Being forced to go through more than two years of ugly texts and emails has been hard on my spirit in many ways. It’s been especially exhausting between the kids being sick last week and out of school all of this week for bad weather. I have had little to zero privacy for two weeks. I have stayed up until crazy hours getting the production of documents together and lost a lot of sleep with sick kids. Menopausal women have zero business staying up all night or doing anything thing to negatively impact their sleep routine. We’ve been down this road with the FDA for several months last year. God guided me through that chaos; I know God will get me through this mess, as well. I will rest in Him the way my son rested with me on his birthday.

For example, the positive side of going through over two years of texts and Facebook posts is being reminded of the beauty in my relationships with my kids, husband and others. God is everywhere. It makes me smile when I intend to type GOOD and God appears. 😊

Father God, please remove any and all obstacles which hinder my relationship and focus on you. Thank you for the encouragement at 4 am to come study, read and remember what you have taught me. Keep me close, present and focused on things not of this world. My relationship with you makes every earthly relationship more meaningful. In Jesus’ name, I pray.