Ahhhh. Relief. A new season... this new year. My resolution time includes specific goals I know I'll meet because I hold on. Like Dierk Bentley sings:
"To the things I believe in - my faith, your love, our freedom... to the things I can count on to keep me going strong, I hold on."
One thing - I'll enjoy a lot more music, a lot less plugged-in tech time. Passing on that online time that enables broken people to try to break others is a way to live life vibrantly without inviting their hate to cloud my home. More music, less blue light, less white noise = refreshing!
(Sounds like somebody is saying that since nobody is listening any more she will spend less time attacking the President and bitching about politics online. I am not exactly sure what this "blue light" is that she speaks of, but if she sees a bright white light she might consider walking towards it. Okay that's mean, right?)
And no matter what 2016 brings, I'll teach my children to really grasp Jeremiah 29:11; to know that in all things, if it's good, it's God. "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
(And that my friends is very much how psychopaths typically babble when their prescriptions run out.)
Happy New Year
- Sarah Palin
After that Palin attempts to link to something Bristol supposedly wrote but it goes to a GMail account that I certainly cannot access. (Let me know if you have better success.)
Now I know that virtually every time that Palin posts one of these putrid pools of Facebook vomit that I say that she seems to be losing it, so this time I will skip that and simply let all of you judge for yourself.
Having said that I think we can all agree that Granny Grifter had a VERY disappointing year. After all this is the year her Sarah Palin Channel closed down, her arranged marriage between Bristol and Dakota fell through, she permanently lost her gig on Fox News, she was forced to put her Arizona house on the market, and of course this little bundle of Palin family mythology destroying joy was born.
Oh yeah, I would suggest that Palin has had more than a few visits from the Insanity Claus. Ho, Ho, Ho.