Twice this week – once from a classmate and once in a book I’m reading – I was reminded about how beautiful God makes sunsets.
Both times I thought, “Hmmm, I haven’t seen one of those, or any stars, in a while.”
It’s hard for this country girl to live in the big, stinky city. At times, although this may sound a little extreme, I feel a little like Paul in chains. I can love God and minister about Him and learn more about Him and grow closer to Him every day, and I am so thankful for that, but I must do it all in an unusual setting.
I was throwing myself a little pity party Saturday after waking up with several new mosquito bites and swollen feet, plump and aching from the heat and humidity, which isn’t even bad yet. I tried not to show my discontent, however, as the girls and I trekked about a mile and a half to the mall to have some lunch.
Juggling Fire 