This week feels like an eternity. Time is passing S L O W L Y. I am praying, praying, praying and asking and waiting. I keep staring at the computer screen willing something to happen. It's not working.
George MacDonald wrote, "I would rather be what God chose to make me than the most glorious creature that I could think of: for to have been thought about, born in God's thought, and then made by God, is the dearest, grandest, and most precious thing in all thinking." I was God's idea. I hope I can become who God made me to be and fulfill His plans for me. Right now that includes supporting the love of my life and shaping 5 young little lives.
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