Into the Fire

Spellings I love: blonde, theatre, grey

I remember a lot of details. This can be so good . . . but so bad, too. Words cling to my memory like static electricity and sometimes produce that continuous sting from the past.

I’ve done a lot of things I knew were wrong, but at the time I wasn’t exactly sure why they were. Except for some of them.

We do reap what we sow. We most definitely do. Sometimes it just takes awhile. I think it’s God’s mercy waiting for our repentance when it’s something bad. And His patience in rewarding good in order to teach us faith, trust, and, yes, more patience.

It was 58 degrees here last week and on into Monday. It’s almost 90 today. Guess what? Summer! All of a sudden with no lead-in. Whoa!

God, I am so thankful you rescued me. You’re all I’m livin’ for. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.