pieces of beauty.

Right now, I feel as if I am in a place of "storing up" and "treasuring things in my heart". God's promises have been pouring out... giving me little pieces of beauty that lay in my hands like priceless works of art.

Hopefully, I will be writing a testimony on here very soon about the fulfillment of those promises. Yet, for now, the instructions are clear: God says, Write. and he says, Listen.

So, I'm off to write and my ears are tuned to his voice.

The Blush of Spring.

For the first time this year, I am sitting on the deck to write this entry. Although we don't have internet at home, my parents are still living in town and I use it as an excuse to come and visit often. (Not that I need one but I love the reason to stop in almost every day to see my Grandmother as well.)

It was my dear friend, Keturah's birthday today and I spent some time visiting with her this afternoon. She has two little ones, less than a year apart, so our lives haven't coincided much over the past year or so. (Seeing as I was out of the country and have not always had a vehicle since being home.)

This morning, though, after devotions, writing another dear friend, Rebekah, and running for a half hour, I went to interview a lovely woman named Peggy. (I do interviews for the Women of Promise website)

What an encouragement! She shared some beautiful things that God was teaching her, along with giving me some personal encouragement about my medical condition. I can't tell you how blessed I was to spend time with her!

All of that put together, I was overwhelmed today with the beauty and grace of spring. The budding of new life! The thought that I, too, can become new.

In my devotions I felt God saying... Look, my child, at what I am doing! In your life and in lives around you. You are loved. And through you I want to love others!

Musings over a Cafe au Lait

I've been trying so hard to be "purposeful" in my relationships. The outcome? I love it. I really, honestly, simply love it.

I've also been working at trying to actually speak if I have an opinion. Not in a know-it-all way; in a caring, loving, "Oh, well, this is kind of what I think..." sort of way. (The reason for this was that I realized that people were assuming my opinions anyway and they weren't always right! In fact, often they were assigning opinions that I would never have thought of having!)

The over-all conclusion: Why didn't I do this years ago?

God is so faithful. Teaching, leading, guideing.

And now, after two years of struggling and fighting and crying over my relationships- I am now sitting at a little coffee shop, sipping a creamy, foamy cafe au lait thinking, I know that I screw up quite often and I know that I still hurt people and am still being hurt at times but I love this! Thank you, Jesus! Thank you for molding me and changing me.

realization.

I'm not very good at life.

Seriously. There are days that I get to thinking, "Okay, I can handle this." And then I realize... Nope. I royally stink at it.

Lord, it's a good thing you're there. Otherwise there would be no point. Thank you.

AMAZING!

Hold onto your hats, everyone!
I finished my novel.
It's not editted yet, mind you, but it's finished.

Lord, thank you. I ask that whatever happens with this book... it will all be for your glory and honor. You know I just want to speak your truth, show your ways, and hopefully, allow people to see a glimpse of your face.