One last...everything. Yes, I will be coming back, but I'm reminded of that statement continually. It's still goodbye. Nothing will be quite the same again. One more Sunday, One more morning on visitation...one more time to clean our room 😉😄. One last day of work here. One last week to spend with my nieces and nephews being this small. One last chance to use my influence without "Bible college status" being tacked on. 9 more days. I don't know if I've ever been more terrified in my life. But He is proving to me yet again that this is where I am to be. There's no safer place. I'm not sure what turn this blog will talk while I'm in OKC. It may transform to more short update style posts for a while, who knows, but it'll keep going. That's good news for my 3 followers. 😉 Actually, I have no idea hom many I have....maybe just 2? 😉 All I can say, is I need Him to lead me. And He promises to. Psalms 32:8, I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye. JESUS HOLD MY HAND As I travel through this pilgrim land
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Sometimes I wished I lived in a snow globe, where the wind blows, it's wonderful, and every single time that you shake, it you'll make it, so beautiful. -Matt Wertz "Artificial snowflakes" is what the bag read; the contents now spilling onto the table. With hot glue covering the inside of a baby food jar lid, my little fingers tightly screwed it onto the jar. Filled with water, "snowflakes", and a plastic reindeer, my intention was to make a snow globe as I saw in a picture. The plastic snow floated to the top. I vigorously shook the jar in attempt to get it to swirl around in the jar. However the stubborn little pieces refused to release their hold on the top of the water. That lame excuse for a snow globe, to this day, sits on my parents dresser.
I remember going to Hobby Lobby, or Walmart when I was little ( or not so little ) and striving to shake every snow globe on the shelf so that the "snow" in each were swirling at one time. Once I succeeded, I would repeat myself. Snow globes hold this little world inside. A little world that always seems perfect. And to look at them is fine, but it's not until you shake them up and turn the little ice skater's world upside down that you truly can appreciate the beauty and wonder in them. I would love to live in an atmosphere such as that. Where the moment my own little world gets shaken up and turned upside down, the anticipation for the beauty that is to come sets in instead of fear and distress. But, in fact, we can. |
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