A regular reader of this little blog will know that a few years ago I hit a bit of a rough patch. Let me be clear, technically I was fine. Physically I felt fine. Nothing was wrong to the visible eye. My faith, though, was shaken; my future path uncertain. When faith becomes so intertwined with one’s identity it becomes noticeable when that core loses its footing. I couldn’t help it when my feelings and mood seeped into my blog posts. So much so, I had faithful readers ask me about my well-being. My foundation became shaky as I had to make a decision to stand or find a new foundation. Let’s just say, things were up in the air a bit. While I am still struggling a little I have continued on and tried to rebuild my foundation a bit more secure than before. It is a process. But that’s just a little background for the main point of this blog and that is this: you never know what struggle someone is fighting inside so be nice to people. Seriously. Continue reading
The Set Up
A week after my oldest grand-nephew’s birthday he set a date for his baptism. His family lives 257 miles away. No problem! This is a special day so of course I wanted to be there. Not just me but most of my other family members were going to be there. Even his aunt who lives 10 hours away was making the trip. The date may have said the end of winter on the calendar but this is Wyoming so we prayed for decent weather which is Wyoming talk for decent roads. It was the first family gathering since Christmas and I was excited to see everyone. February had been particularly stressful so I was looking forward to a mini-vacation. I booked a hotel room and I had a book on CD to listen to on the trip. I looked forward to the weekend. Continue reading
I am a reconciler,
it’s what I do.
Take two sides and work and work
until they ring true. Continue reading
I walked along the path, holding onto the rail so tight. I did what I was taught. I walked and walked. The whole time believing and trusting the best was to come. Never straying from the path or letting go of the rail.
Many mists of darkness came upon me but I never faltered. I never let go. I pressed forward.
There are always two choices
in front of you and me –