Talk about stress. I don't think i've ever felt like this. It seems like the devil is really on my back. I'm having the hardest time connecting with my team. I'm the only "Mexican" not Latino or Hispanic. In my leadership team of the ministry where i work. Everyone else is White, i almost feel like i'm more of a dragger then a pusher with my team. And besides that all the other parts of my life. One of my closest Christian friends is having a hard time with his marriage and i'm hurt by that...because i love him dearly and i thankful for God putting him in my life. I'm crying as i write this. I always imagine a world lead by God. A close community of Christians holding each other up. As i think about this. I imagine myself a soldier in war. Wounded and in need of someone to pick me up. But i've been left behind. I know my wound will heal and I'll be able to continue. But it sure feels impossible sometimes. I know that i'm going to look back at this sometime and praise God for all the battles i'm going to win through this.