500 plus miles in a little over 24 hours.
All time, marching on.
I’m powerless to stop it.
Living needs to continue.
We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure.
It enters the inner sanctuary behind the curtain,
My hope is secure
I still don’t like this change.
But I need to press on.
I am thankful for:
Moments with my dad
the waters of baptism
giggles and laughter
a shared meal
the farmette and her mommy and daddy who drive 2 hours to be with us
a farmer who stays up until midnight watching Hallmark
movies with my brother
a niece who gave so we could get away
We get to do this life once.
I pray that my eyes are wide open to see all that God will do.
I don’t want to be so distracted that I miss what is right in front of me.