Good Morning!
Over the last 72 years of my life, things have changed. Sometimes, I have been either to comfortable or to stubborn to change. Praying for a new awareness on the things that I need to change. Yesterday, I paid a bill and than stopped for some much needed groceries. I needed just enough to get by until next week. The upper respiratory crud has left me weak and with no energy. As my $77.67 grocery list was placed on the check out belt, I was greeted by this nice older gentleman that asked if I needed help out with my groceries. I smiled and agreed. I usually pack and unpack my own groceries. On the way to the trunk of my sweet little silver Mustang, I shared that I haven't been feeling well. He shared that he had that but went right to the doctor. The shot helped him get back to feeling great again. My earthly father took pride in not sending us to the doctor for every little thing. Yesterday, I decided his way wasn't always the best way. From now on, I will go the doctor instead of buying over the counter medicines, boxes of Kleenex, and quarantining myself from life.
My helper is coming this morning to finish the cupboard cleaning. As soon as I feel better, I will start to paint the trim and than the kitchen will be done.
I spread some glue yesterday in a junk journal, I have been working on. It is turning out so beautiful. It takes planing and slow steps to allow for drying. I want to start one for my little foster girl in need. I put my left over coffee in a spray bottle and am now ready to make my paper look old with one squirt. I bought some extra zip lock bags to start organizing my snips better. I need to have some little projects to work on at night. Some things never change. :)
Stepping up my prayer life! I know that I am called to cover my foster children in much needed prayer as they struggle with issues of healing. I am so honored to be loved and love them back.
Today, America is warned to take notice of our surroundings. The enemy is suppose to strike us sometime in the next day or so. Trouble makers are gathering. Good day to stay home with a loaded gun. If the liberals call war on us conservatives that will mean some of my family will want me dead. Sad, but true. Times have changed. I once was loved and now I am hated. Thank God, I have him to lean on.
No word for today or verse to connect it to. Maybe tomorrow.
The promise for today is: I know everything about you and am mindful of all your ways.
Psalm 139: 1-3
Have a great day! Be thankful for today.
Love is in the ink.
Mary Kay
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