A momentary reprieve...

Tears flowed a lot today.  No money means very little chance of surviving, but only a little longer.  Thoughts like - will we lose our home, how much longer can we possibly make it.  Depression looms constantly, hope is only fleeting.  No matter what funds come in - tax return refund, etc., nothing matters, nothing helps.  Like the titanic, we have already taken in too much water and the ship sinks faster and faster.  I am almost too weak to reach out to God.  This video gives me a few minutes peace.  Scenes from peaceful places.  Places that are the opposite of where we live now...