In so many thoughts this winter, I've envisioned myself driving my future child back to college chatting about his/her love interests and who he/she "can't wait to see." In that future brain, I see myself looking back on this day, this moment.
Computer keys clicking and thoughts unfolding, I hear myself telling my child that God's sunsets are vibrantly painted with the colors of all your emotions in love. Each blush of color is a prayer, a thought, the time, and your deepest hopes. I will tell them that the Lord reminds us each day that He gives and takes away, but when we choose to stay, to battle, to add more colors to that sky.... we are asking Him to paint something beautiful. Darkness is inevitable - it comes each day. What we let God paint in that sunset will dip into the vast blue abyss and be cleansed with new mercies, new hope, and new grace for tomorrow.
Shin-Digs:
Holland State Park Sunset
Crunchies Bar & Grill
First breakfast at Fleetwood Diner
A Sinus Infection
Youth for Christ Auction
Brunch @ the Club
Finished John Piper's "Don't Waste Your Cancer"
Dreams:
Making a Foyer Armoire out of an old door
Buying a house on Lake Michigan
Saving mulah for 2015's family trip
