The fog is heavy this morning. Outside of the house and inside of my head. Mondays come so quickly, they truly roll up on you faster than a 15 year old with a new driver’s permit. I’m praying for this week, yours and mine. I pray we are quick to repent when we fall out of step and quick to say thank you when the blessings, small and big come regardless of the mess we are working with. I pray that God reveals Himself in big ways to each of us and that revelation of His goodness will fall on an unbeliever that is reading this message right now. He is Real, He is Alive, He is Looking at us for a deeper relationship. Just talk to Him, ask for forgiveness for unbelief and doubt, and confirm your Faith to a fellow believer. His revelations will blow in like a spring breeze and clear all the fog. He always answers. Eternity is coming like a Monday, be ready.
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I believe in the God of the Bible and that Jesus is His Son who died on the cross at Calvary for the sins of the world. This free gift is for you and for me, if we accept that fact by faith and strive daily to follow His Living Word that is the same today, yesterday, and forever.
Also, for the record, I love my boyfriend whom I have been married to for going on 18 years. We have two boys that are both in high school, which is taught at home by yours truly.
Cats, dogs, chickens, ducks, goats, turkeys, squirrels, chipmunks, peacocks, song birds, coyotes, raccoons, opossums, all call our yard home and I have a story about all of them.
I am originally from Kentucky, with deep roots in Eastern Kentucky's Appalachian Mountains. I grew up in a working class suburb of Lexington, Kentucky. I am married to a quiet feller from Birmingham, Alabama. We met in Tampa, FL, married, had two kids and moved to California. From there we landed in Alabama for a few years and then by the providence of God we moved to our little piece of heaven in Georgia where we live in a white house, on a little hill, in the rocky foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains.
I have some things I think I might want to write that maybe someone might want to read... mostly stories and experiences of my own and a few I can relay from second hand knowledge but none with great confidence, pride, or true story telling ability, just overthought ramblings that I quickly need to capture before I forget.
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