Wednesday, July 11, 2018

I really liked the idea of creating a journal myself. It’s like the way I clear my throat.

 Elizabeth George

There are things to do today but I wake paralyzed—my mind abuzz with a measure of apprehension, a measure  of anticipation,  and no particular reason for either.

I head to my private journal to short it out, and return grounded.

There is only this that I absolutely must do in these next twenty-four hours: delight in, and honour, my Creator.

And my perspective shifts.

And it is well.

Soli Deo gloria.

 

Thanks so much for stopping by. I'm here most mornings with a photo and a few words about ordinary extraordinary things and, sometimes, thin places where faith intersects.

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