Jesus, I’m tired

My neighbor spent two months in rehab;  within seconds of arriving back home he is chain smoking and drinking…again.  A fellow blogger who sees himself as a prophet, complains about the church and its pastors, criticises people for their self-absorption, writes primarily about himself, says we need heroes… and leaves it there; no mention of You.  I’m stressed out so my physical therapist asks me what my opinion is on guns.  I tell my doctor about specific symptoms; she says it is an indication of a serious infection…but since I am not running a fever, “ignore it.” Passwords aren’t working; medical records are lost; Medical office staff say,”have a nice day” but fail to  print or provide the prescriptions, orders, or records that I now have to drive back across town to pick up.  I listen to You and pass along what You say but 10% of my followers read it and fewer than that ‘like’ it.  No one passes it along.  I’m walking 5000-12000 steps a day, doing strength and resistance training daily, eating 1200-2000 calories a day, drinking water, eating fresh fruits and vegetables, no simple carbs, but I have lost less than 2 lbs in 4 months and now have high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar.  Things ordered never arrive.  People insist on their right to hate.  Loved ones spend hours playing games on their phones or computers but refuse to read what I write.  Friends complain about their situation but don’t make the calls or take the steps to fix or change anything…after I have done all of the research for them and have written it all out.

Why?

Why is it I end up working harder than the people I am trying to help?  Since I am the common denominator, clearly I am the one doing something wrong here.

There’s a lot of name calling I could do and, while it would be accurate, it would not help matters.  So, Jesus, now I lay me down for a nap.  When I get up, I’ll check in to see what you have for me.