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 early most mornings with one of my photos and a few words about life and those thin places where faith intersects.

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