Tag: Job

  • Friday, February 28, 2020

    My day started at 12:45 am. A loud, ripping sound woke me. It sounded like fabric being torn apart. I wish that were the case. The sound emitted came from my dog’s anus spraying diarrhea on the carpet. Welcome to Friday, four hours before your scheduled arrival. After Eclipsing the hour mark of scrubbing carpet…

  • The Prayers Of Job

    Standing around, as I do, listening to the people talking as they work, I had a thought. As the pain pulses through my right side, I silently offered a prayer up to God. Please, Father, save me. Pull me out of this place and rescue me from the daily test of my pain threshold. The…

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