Recently I just got married and honestly, I had been worried about many things like will I blend well, will I be a good wife and mom, what does this mean for my career, what does this mean for me, will I have to die to be perfect? Then in the midst of this everyone that loved me ( they say its those that love you that will tell you the truth right?) was "advising" me on self-improvement strategies to be "perfect". It did not help. I also noticed that anger was festering on the surface and I really didn't know how to put out all the fires at once. The fact that I wasn't praying as much as I would have loved to (or at all, we were in the "Hey God, ok I love you bye bye" ish) I sat up one night with the truckload of work I had left undone and was having a worry bout. Then the holy spirit asked me to build up a praise journal. As I picked up the nearest book, I discovered that I had a praise journal that I had written earlier that he had started doin...