I don’t even know quite how to express in words the stirring in my heart or the dance of joy my soul is illustrating. I am so thankful, incredibly thankful for all the pieces that have been placed and now fit together so obviously. O’God how beautiful is your plan and how marvelous are the glimpses, that emanate Your glory and in retrospect are significant, but minuscule in the overall schematic of life. Or perhaps with You Lord, nothing is small. I am so blessed and so thankful and so filled with joy, I want it to overflow to all of you. Oh, if you only knew the whole story. This year is a year of new beginnings in so many ways or fresh starts if you will. Much has been revealed and much has been restored and yet I know there is more to be known as well as redefined.
This is my plea:
Let no days be ordinary
Let hearts that are heavy be layed down
Let love replace bitterness and resentment
Let God be your guide
Let your spirit be lifted,
Even when it is not so nice and fluffy
Let dark clouds bring rain
Or be gone from whence they came
Let Him hold you
When you need comfort
Let Him take all sorrow
And replace it with joy and peace
Let these words
Pour over
Like balm on a wound
Be revived
Receive a new attitude.
Let there be light.
Eternally thankful,
Amy --out
gotta luv puns. Anyway- so it's my turn and the postman asks me how I'd like to send the package, *cue my cute guitar rift ringer on my cell* frantically while searching for my cell and thinking of a smarty pants answer to his question, I have my daughter glued to my left leg and my son sitting on top of my right foot clinging to my right leg. So, I find my phone and hang it up and toss it back in. "How can I send it??...."Two day would be great", I tell the postman. Again...*cue my cute guitar rift ringer on my cell*, again, frantically searching, finding and hanging it up (oh ya and my daughter is now swinging on my left leg, so I'm trying to stay balanced.) "Do I slide my card or do you?", I ask , as I apologize for my circus act, meanwhile the line is getting longer behind me. ... Yep you guessed it... *cue the cute ringer* ... and all I could do is laugh... what a sight we must have been, as I tried not to make eye contact with people in line and made my way to the door. Normally situations like these would make me uptight and stressed. I'm so glad it made me laugh, even if it is a sign that I may be losing or have lost my mind.
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