The older I get, the dumber I feel about nearly everything. Like King Saul, my self-assessment is pretty simple: "I have played the fool" (1 Sam. 26:21).
I actually hate myself because of how insecure I am.
I know that I'm not perfect, but there are days (or moments) that my imperfection is really known by all.
I wish better for my girls: thankfully, they have their mother to help them deal with life. I feel sorry for them sometimes that I'm there to undo what she's accomplished in them.
I am also very thankful for God's longsuffering (2 Pet. 3:15).
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