A slug waiting for the rain to come
Tuesday, February 21st, 2006I feel like a slug. There are piles piles of things waiting for me to do and i just feel like curling in my bed waiting for summer to come. I wrap my blankie closer to me as news of the bird flu and cold , Cold America comes into view.
This slug is waiting , waiting for the summer rain. The Holy Spirit to rain down on her. Perhaps then can she find what she is waiting for. Alas she has no time. Things are happening and things will come even if she waits.
Like the Thursday Women’s Meeting at the house or the homework that she has to do..;) if God would give her strength even if she was so tiny, she will do well she thinks..If her friends could pray with her for God’s guidence and wisdom she will be comforted. Won’t you pray for me?
Okie so this slug needs to buckle and crawl out of bed now..till then….chin up..
"we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal..."