The batteries are low in my flashlight!

I've been somewhat remiss in my daily writings here again. Between reading Homer's The Odyssey and myriads of textbooks and the onslaught of post-midterm papers that are now due, it's been a bit difficult to be disciplined in writing my blog. I think that also, I have been hesitant to share my voice here because in it's current states, it's a bit weak and quivering. My faith has really taken a blow these past few days as my situation with my husband remains 'status quo'. I have been asking God for a miracle for so long now that I am beginning to wonder what His purpose is in all of this. It's so easy to say the words, "Thy will be done" and "God works all things out for our good" and "I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord", but in reality, the waiting and the not knowing really sucks! I vacillate daily between feeling like Wonder Woman and Gilligan (see previous post). Mostly, I feel like God has left me to wander around in the dark, just hoping to bump into the right door that will open up to a wonderfully bright and happy future. And all I seem to be doing right now is bumping my head on low-hanging beams and tripping over unseen obstacles. When I'm walking close to God, I can almost see a small crack of light shining out from beneath a door in the distance. But when I start to lose faith, the slip of light disappears and I just wander around in circles. And so, I must pick up my bible shaped flashlight and search this cavernous room called life and try my best to find and walk through the right door!