Then 2 things happened. I attended a Young Women event where the girls spoke of their divine nature. We are instruments in the hands of God, they said. And surely they are. And second, I read the account of a friend who fell today and hurt herself. Really hurt herself.
And so I am now thinking to myself, Why am I whining? My life is good. I can't have everything I want all of the time. I can live with that.
I will smile tomorrow and climb out, and play my own instrument.