The day ended much differently than it began. I woke deciding it would be a wonderful day. Bring it, Monday, I challenged. I charged into its arms a blessed woman - I get to share my life with a man I love, I get to raise my babies not only with my husband who loves me back but with my good friend and ex-husband (hate that phrase). I work with people I enjoy, for whom Id do anything. My children are good people, growing (albeit too fast) and plain-out fun little humans. My parents are available and healthy and love me to distraction. And my customers. Oh my goodness. I get to serve the rural community of East Alabama. Youll never meet a finer or more necessary person than a farmer. Then the enemy heard my challenge. This ever happen to you? Zing, zing, zing. I couldnt dodge quick enough. Highs drop to lows faster than the Scream Machine. I believe he rather rubbed his hands together in glee at the very different mood which drove me home. Oh, but no no no. Not so fast, my friend. I remain a blessed woman regardless of the days events. For I serve a God who has gifted me with salvation through the blood and sacrifice of His Son Jesus Christ. Nothing, not one...single...thing, person or occurrence can take that from me. When my attitude shifts, I must check the altitude of my perspective. Once lifted, things appear a whole lot differently. Try it. ~ Happy happy Tuesday! Its going to be a great day. And yes, that is a challenge to you, mr. enemy. You aint got nothing on my God! ~
Posted on: Tue, 29 Jul 2014 11:41:04 +0000
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