Stress

The major topic in my life these days seems to be frustration. Am I supposed to be learning something here? Frankly, I'm weary of "learning something." Everything that could be fouled up is: from my husband's job situation to two cars and a mower that can't seem to be fixed. A crippled child still without her leg brace, a job application that should have been resolved 8 weeks ago...The list goes on.

What's the purpose? Why does everything in life have to be so stressful? Is it getting more so? Makes it hard to enjoy the blessings when they are shoved out of the way by the screaming problems. Is life in the 21st century western culture becoming so fast-paced, filled with "necessities," politically-correct mandates in every corner that we are finding it hard to breathe? Meanwhile character and integrity and value is plummeting.

It's not about materialism or "keeping up with the Joneses"--whoever those people are--but about trying to survive in a society that is moving faster than we can keep up.

Does anyone else feel exhausted?