Trauma Healing

I pray for peace. Peace for the world. Peace for my family. Peace for my friends. Peace for my enemies. And peace for myself. In Jesus name I pray. Amen.

I’m a bit upset this evening. My brother broke my brand new microwave and now I don’t know what I’m going to do. I don’t have extra money to buy another one. This is probably my own fault. I should’ve showed him how to use it. It’s different than any I’ve ever used before, and I’m sure him as well. But I left the instruction stickers on the dang thing. I thought maybe he would have read them. But then again. I should’ve known better. Men don’t read instructions. I’m trying not to be upset, but it’s coming out more as anxiety. I don’t know when I’m going to be able to get another one and now I don’t know what to do with this broken one.

Ha. I was just about to throw this microwave in the dumpster. I got dressed to do it. But I tried it one more time. I took the towel away that was in front of it and gave it another try, coat on and everything. Ha, now it works. Apparently the towel that was sitting in front of it was jarring the door so it wouldn’t shut all the way. I’m feeling pretty foolish right now.

I’m really digging my new space. I can burn my candles whenever I want. Burn incense whenever I want. There are so many things I can do now that I couldn’t do before. I’m pretty excited about this. I can decorate my own patio area. It’s like living in a huge bedroom with a small kitchen and bathroom. Charming. I love it. And hopefully I can tolerate my “roommate”.

Dear Almighty God, I pray for peace for the world. Peace for my family. Peace for my friends. Peace for my enemies. And peace for myself. In Jesus name I pray.