Shut up isn’t very nice. We try not to use it in our house, but sometimes it is the only way to get someone’s attention. God used it to get mine. This month has brought me some personal challenges that have broken my heart, left me wracked with sobs wondering if things will ever be okay again. And in my little external processing way, I start trying to use my words to grapple with my tornado emotions and thoughts that keep me awake and make my blood pressure skyrocket. But in this hurt, I can’t even hold onto the words. Nothing is making sense. I feel completely discombobulated. My prayers…