I have to pay a bill. It’s actually a series of payments I owe someone — and I owe this person a lot. They’ve been patient with me. For years. And it’s time for me to pay up.
How I will come up with the money, I am not sure. I’ll have to see what I can do. I need to do something. I have to. It’s not right, for me to leave this the way it is.
I have to fix this. How, I do not know. But that’s not the point. The point is that I will.
Times like this, prayer becomes appealing.