For those of you who may have noticed, I have not posted anything for quite some time. The reason is that I have been trying to decide my approach to this blog. Do I stay with my original intentions or go in a different direction or simply drop it altogether? In addition to trying to decide what direction to go with this the Lord has been working in me and helping me deal with some long time issues so that it has been difficult to put pen to paper. AND on top of all this, I have been trying to work on inventory for two major craft shows this fall.
The decision that I have reached is that, at this time, I am going to just tweak my original idea a bit (especially since I never was able to get it going in the way that I had originally anticipated). However, in the process of writing this blog I have been touched by one thing in particular; and that is the individuals who shot me a note of thanks after a particular post. Don’t you just love when the Lord uses you for His purposes even when you don’t recognize that it is happening? Thank you, Lord for giving my life meaning and purpose!
So, stay tuned to see what develops!
Praise be to thee for the night, for the time we lie asleep in the darkness, unconscious and unthinking, as mute and innocent as animals, as trees, as the ancient earth itself. Praise be to thee for the gentle hours of the night when no self-will, no words, no cleverness, separate us from the mystery simply of being… sustained by thee.
Praise be to thee…for the miracle of waking, new again, into the newness of another day. Praise be to thee for our freedom…not simply to be thy children but to choose to be. Praise be to thee for our waking minds through which we not only live but know we live and can marvel at thy gift to us of life, can offer our lives to thee to use as thou wilt.
Guide us, we pray, down the unknown corridor of this day and every day. Lead us, each one, to the one door of all the many doors that thou wouldst…open. Give us courage to speak there the word that thou wouldst have us speak of love and healing. Give us ears to hear thee speak at every turning of the way—to listen, to listen, to hear, and to obey, even when the heart within us faints. Help us to live this day as though it were the first of all our days or the last of all our days. Amen.”
–Frederick Buechner, The Hungering Dark