1st thought and 5 minutes.
Taking the plunge with Lisa-Jo and a throng of other fun women for 5 min of writing. Come what may, come what might.
Our word this week:
|Shuttle launch by James Vernacotola|
Last week I spoke of launching out of the new year into a coarse, abrasive gritty place. Still here...but I am full of quiet gratitude and mostly peace. I am truly humbled and stilled at an outpouring of prayer, assurance and encouragement.
Thankful for His word, Holy Spirit and prayer.
Beholden to sisters in this space that we come to share words, hold hands and hearts.
I catapulted into January with health problems that persist today. Aches and pains that at times have taken the breath right out of my lungs. The unknown is a scary place but a place of growth in the unseen places.
I'm no longer in a nameless place and so thankful that soon this will be behind me and behind my family. Soon I will be whole again...for a time.
When your body fails, surely tribute must be paid to when health restores. This body, mortal and temporary gives way to knowledge that when it's course is accomplished, we run into Heavenly arms embrace.