I'm supposed to be doing, uh, taxes.

But I can't, I have something on my brain.

Can I be specific?

No.

I am in somewhat of a sensitive state of mind, very perceptive and looking for an intervention of some sort to clear my mind.

God is not the God of confusion.

There is a smell taste in the air that has me thinking, and praying, and crying and laughing.

No, I am not pregnant again.

What I am, though, is seeking.

Seek and ye shall find.

Do I have the answer already? Is it very clear, clear as mud.

God is good.

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above and commeth down, from the father of light.