Jumbled Mess of Words

So begins a new day.  I've been up since 5:30 a.m. which is how a typical day starts for me.  The last few weeks have been a test to my faith.  I've had to deal with a lot of happiness and anger.  I feel that there needs to be a big change in my life if I am to succeed in everything that I do.  My son has had a tumultuous year with football and I'm happy that the season is over so that he can concentrate on getting his grades together.

I have to take the GRE again and I'm nervous.  Although I've been studying until the wee hours of the morning, I still feel as if I'm going to fail and I don't need to think like that.  I've been praying and asking that the Lord guide my mind and my hands, but I don't know if he is hearing me.

I'm struggling trying to think of what to write in my novel.  The words are there in my head, but when I try to bring pen to paper, my mind goes blank.  For months I've known where I want my story to go, but the words are not forming like I would like them to.  Where do I go from here?

And today, I'm starting a new position that could make or break me.  I will be working with teenagers on a full time basis and I'm very nervous.  I've had to work with teens daily, but now they will actually be the focal point of my job.  And its not like me to be nervous around children.  Oh, woe is me.  I think it will be okay.  We shall soon see.