subject line: december.

 

greenville, south carolina

Christmas is 15 days away and the corner where the tree is usually light-filled and overflowing with ornaments sits vacant. The pantry is brimming with cans from the food kitchen. The house is nearly in foreclosure. The bills are pressing in and we’re all suffocating. The one job that was supposed to make me okay ended up being a scam. All anyone has to do to feel the oppression against our home is walk through the front door.

And I’m just sitting here wondering when God will show up.