(6/13/18) This morning as I was leaving to go back to the hospital to be with Lynn, I went into my baby girls room to chat before being gone all day again. Her sleepy eyes reminded me of the little version of her when I would try to coax her awake for school. Time passes so quickly. I related what the day looked like for her Dad and she gave me a run down on her schedule. I stood to leave and noticed a verse she had written on her dry erase board in perfect swirly lettering: “The Lord is my strong tower; the righteous run to it and are safe.” Proverbs 18:10. God is so amazing. Those words written months ago out of her heart and quiet time were now speaking straight to my heart! If we just listen, if we are sensitive to His voice, we’ll hear His encouragement and His reminder that He is with us. We don’t have to do anything in our own strength. I read the verse to Lynn when I got to the hospital. We are claiming that verse! It is truth! He is our strong tower!!!! Be encouraged by these words in whatever you are struggling today or whatever you may be going through. Run to Him and know you are safe!
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"About you"? It is hard to declare any one thing or even a few things that would be of any interest to anyone! I love God. I know that I am His child, and I waver between being totally overwhelmed with His love, grace and mercy in my life, to being overwhelmed with how fast life is passing and how bad a job I have done at living this life He has given me. I often wonder if anyone else is out there walking around trying to act normal (which, if I may insert here, is really a relative term to everyone...what is normal?). About me? I am complicated! I love God with all my heart and want to serve Him with all my heart and want to do something important with all my heart and yet, this life I live everyday, doesn't seem to line up with that. More than anything - I want to be a published writer. I want to have the time to go to places that are surrounded by the sound of crashing waves and breezes and just listen. Or, to sit on a deck of some remote cabin and listen to the whisper of God's voice in the trees. I wonder.....I wonder if those moments will ever come? View all posts by dana2day