Being in the middle of job applications and work interviews can be a stressful place. I found myself growing anxious today, yet I know this life isn't my final destination. But sometimes life hurts- it stings, there's so much brokenness and confusion, unrest, and sorrow. I sat with some strong feelings today, and I felt God whispering His love. His love and care are over me. That's all I need to hang my hat on, my life on, my future on.
It is a quiet night in Vancouver, Washington, and I've begun yet another book... I've gotten back my huge appetite for reading. I guess it's never really left me, but there might have been a couple of short droughts.
The book I read before sleep, Grandma's Hand Me Downs, is wonderful. I've decided to email the author to share how much his book is touching my heart. My dearest friend, Toya, passed the book on to me. Toya is my heart and soul friend- someone I can share anything with and who understands me. I met her two years ago while on a humanitarian relief trip to Haiti. I am so grateful for her sharing the book with me, and last night I thought also about how much I appreciate the author sharing his Grandma with me. It is a gift to gain a piece of her wisdom, spirit, and faith. It makes me reflective of my precious Grandma, my own legacy, and the words I speak. It is a book I continue to read before I go to sleep at night, to let soak into my soul and grow in my heart. I want to hand down treasures beyond this earth...
Just like my sweet, spunky, adventurous Grandma did...

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