Sometimes I say I'm trusting God to take care of things.
But some of those times, what I really mean is I'm not ready to take on the challenge of addressing the real issues, so I'll ignore them.
Or that I'm bored or discouraged over praying about them, so I'll quit.
"Wretched man that I am! Who will deliver me from this body of death?" Romans 7:24
Saturday, March 9, 2013
the first little gift of my day--
I chanced to face an eastern window
while glasses slipped into place
and I suddenly beheld a
crystal, golden thumbnail moon
glowing above the sunrise horizon
glowing itself with
the first pale greens and azures
of the brand new day.
It took my breath away.