OK. I'm ready for the easy part - the free ride - the blue skies - and picnics under the tree.
But...it is winter. Inside and out.
It is waking up to grey skies.
Huddling with blankets and rice packs to keep warm at night.
God must get so tired of his fickle folks.
We sailed on the wings of eagles and prayers saying goodbye to Kelsey.
And now?...not so much.
Remember all those responsibilities?
Remember all that unfinished business with people? with Jesus?
Could somebody plug me in? There is an outage over here.