The end of one story
Sold my car yesterday.
The lady who bought it from me mentioned that I really do not look like a guy who is happy to sell his car. That was a true reflection of my soul condition. I really did not want to sell it. So it was hard.
New era is before me now… the previous one had ended. It was a fun and exciting time. Adventurous and free. I thought I will be happy (as they say) as I sell it. But I’m not. I try to buy things I really value and like… things that really feel like they belong to me (extension of my own character), and now for a time I will have to figure something to get by with… The Hand of God was clearly seen in all of the process of sale. I really believe I’m seeing God’s approval telling me I’m on the right track. I am not happy, but I have peace and hope.