“Faith isn't faith until it's all you're holding on to.” ~P.B.S. Pinchback

Why does faith have to be so hard?  And why is there no time limit?  *sigh*  Two nights ago I had a dream that my TOM came while I was at church in the bathroom.  And it didn't just start......it was a bloodbath.  There was blood over both of the stalls, on the walls, on the sink.....everywhere.  It woke me up yesterday morning, hyperventilating.  Fun, yes?

So I went out to the local drugstore and bought a pregnancy test.  It's early; my period isn't supposed to start until Friday.  But I couldn't wait, and the test gave the statistic of 86% if three days before missed period.  I took it this morning, and just like my dream, it was a big fat negative.  So here I am, cuddling with my furbaby, blogging when I'm supposed to be sleeping.  (I work night-turn tonight).  On the plus-side, I guess that means I can drink all the Diet Mt. Dew I want to get me through the night.  That's a bonus.  It looks like another round of zit and yeast-inducing clomid is on the schedule.  Yay.

But I am holding on to faith.  After all,

¹ Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. ² For by it the elders obtained a good testimony. - Hebrews 11:1-2 NKJV

Time to work on that testimony, I guess...