Call Center Supervisor

I am a Call Center Supervisor.
And some days I am not.
On Tuesday
I could be
a counselor.
And on Wednesday
a social worker.
Thursday - a priest
[listening to confession].
Listening to stories, that would make your mind
reel.
Watching as huge, croc-o-dile tears roll
down the faces of these women
who
are being beaten
[brutally]
raped
[nonchalantly]
and
taken advantage of
[hourly].
These ones
who
feel like there's no way out,
but to
[abort]
and then
scream and shout
when confronted with the err of their behavior
[in the workplace].
And the truth of it is
they're simply stuck.
Stuck in the mire of family cycles
of generational
[curses].
Not believing they can change,
or have change
for their children.
Hope is a foreign word.
Love is relative
[to what you have, give, and expect].
Trust is something to be laughed at.
Ha.
Why should I
how could I
[really, can I?]
trust
YOU.
[after all - you're just my supervisor]
And all one can do
is pray.
and cry.
and speak soothing words
to calm the skittish
soul.
And hope that
the decisions they make
won't
[but they will]
haunt them.
And yet,
at the end of the day
I am
but a
Call
Center
Supevisor.

Gird up your loins.........

I am alive.........apparently contrary to popular belief.

I have somewhat dropped off the face off the earth recently. 

My life is consumed...not by what I wish it would be consumed by...but by other frivolities.

I have realized lately, what a ridiculous fraud my life is, in comparison to what it is everyone else perceives it to be.
I call myself a Jesus-following Christian.......but my time alone with Him is lacking.
I try to uphold morals and standards....but am not often speaking with the One who gives them.
I find that depth and insight are lacking.....because I am so full of the world and its garbage.
If I would only spend time with the Lord, the inward parts of my being would be purged of these things, and I would be refilled with peace and joy.
But alas, I meander my way through the days, being distracted and without purpose....just living to live.
Working to live.....sleeping to work....and rotating back and forth in that cycle.

Sounds pleasant, doesn't it?
[yes, yes........I was being facetious]

And then I hear in my head, 'Buck up, Milburn! You were not created to live life like this! Gird up your loins! [(I Peter 1:13) means to prepare for strenuous mental activity, and warns of the necessity to guard your mind (Proverbs 4:23).] Prepare for your day! There is a real spiritual battle going on!'

But.......that is not often what I do. Thus, the days are long....full of strife and every evil thing [James 3:16].

I suppose to bare bones truth of it all......is that I desire simplicity. Truth. Honesty. Peace. Joy. Love. Kindness. Goodness. FAITHFULNESS. Self-control. Patience. Humility. Fire.

I suppose this is just one of those unexpected dips on the rollercoaster of life, that I did not see coming. But......the good news is --- there is a mountain to climb, and the whole world can be seen from the top. 

I really don't have all that much more to say right now....I'm incredibly tired. 

( :

Bed is calling..........I'll be back soon.

Promise.

[Yes.......at times I feel like this girl. ha.]