I’ve had a some worries lately, the ones that you try and sleep off, desperately hoping that at least for half a day you would forget that they were around, looming over your shoulders, heavier than mountains and a couple of elephants…with four knees, big fat ones. For once I don’t exactly know what I am going to do, I’ve found myself stuck in a not so pleasant time, but I have full faith in God that he has something planned for me, for you, and for all of us.

“Carpe diem,” I would tell myself in whispers, as if anyone was listening, nor cared. 

I call Him sometimes, using my direct phone line, no data plan or texting needed, asking for just a bit of hope and peace of mind. He doesn’t say much, but as if he implanted a voicemail in my head, 

“My son, have patience. Beep.” 

My eyes open, yet my hands writhed together. Anxious? Hell yea. I’d love some answers, or a hint, that things will be ok.