Not Viable
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I just googled how to fold a fitted sheet. It seemed funny to me. I am not sure why. I think my own life is some big dramatic satire I watch and run commentary on. I don't even feel like writing. I wonder about many things. Why am I having such trouble carrying a child to term? Not viable. It sounds like I am broken. I don't want to be gossiped about or end up in any letters. This happened to me before and I found it humiliating. Controversy is currently stirring about me. I didn't want this today. Tears. I wonder about prophecy. Being given a word from the Lord does not entitle us to be unkind. How did Isaiah do it? Jeremiah? From what I understand, no one received Jeremiah's words. Was he less of a prophet? Did he say things the wrong way? His prophesies came true, believed upon or not. Where is the debate in that? What do I do now? How do we move on from here? Does anyone care? If I was luke warm, would I yell at people who preached against it? Have I? Have you? Wher