woke up this morning...

went back to sleep and dreamed of death.

a funeral in my classroom for a girl....more like a viewing for the body....i don't know who the girl was...i don't teach her...i don't even think she goes to my school....she was in the casket and i think there were other family members around...

i stood my place in line to view the body....

i touched her head....more commotion....eventually it was me and another person in the classroom and the girl woke up as if she had just been sleeping.

but when i woke up, i remembered that in the dream, i'd seen my brother Tungie lying in a casket as well.

and i began to pray.

i've been so tired.  i haven't been pushing.

i feel like the enemy is aiming bullets at me.  since He can't have me, He's taking out the things around me.

yesterday, two students got into a fight.  one of them, Diamond, is not a student whom you would expect to be mixed up in that type of foolishness.  her mother is one of the most active members on the Parent's Association Executive Committee.  she holds two positions.  treasurer and 10th grade representative.  apparently, the fight was so brutal that our principal had to call a meeting of the staff at the end of the day to address it.  the two girls were so sound up, they would up assaulting the staff member who tried to step in the middle and break up the fight.

my uncle....

the devil is aiming darts...

my stomach....

my mind and the impure thoughts of lust and fornication trying to take over...

the overall fatigue....

and of course attack my faith....

but today, in the name of Jesus I put on the whole armor. 

reset button.

reset button.

lets try this again.  this time, with a clean heart that You have given me and with the power of Your Holy Spirit.

YC