It's funny how fast light travels.
Since my last post - it seems as if a few rays of hope, and truth, and goodness have made their way through those clouds I mentioned.
Beams of bravery and joy don't always seer the darkness that fast...
but sometimes they do.
Lord, keep them coming.
I've started a new writing project that's due here in a few weeks.
It's forcing me to dive into scripture, and it's calling for some recollecting on my end.
This has proven to be quite healthy and helpful.
I've also been able to spend a few sweet moments with friends - in person and in correspondence.
Both have uplifted me greatly.
Tonight, I'm sitting here at my desk - wanting to spill words that matter....
but Mama is tired.
The husband is out doing premarital coaching for a couple he knows, the kids are confined to their room....awake, quiet, about to drift off into dreaming.
The hum of the washer has ceased.
I did laundry all the live long day, so the house sounds exceptionally hushed without it's constant whir.
Tomorrow holds piano, dance, math lessons and the like.
A hot fast shower and a quick plop into the bed - is about to commence.
But first....
Aren't we blessed, friends?
With our washing machines, and our resources, and our clean smooth water, and our mattressed beds?
Yes.
Let's be grateful for all the grace's.
As I hit the pillow tonight...
I'm praying that His truth and provision permeates all the dark areas for you and I.
