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About Me
- Deb
- I am fifty something, married with grown children and grown stepchildren and 5 grandchildren. I was telling someone the other day you used to try to find yourself when you were 18. I have been so many people since then I have no idea who I am. : )
Sunday, May 2, 2010
A Sunday blog
I have not figured out if Sunday is a day where we just naturally feel blue because in our growing up years it was a day just for family and now it seems like it has become something way different. When Monty was gone I just assumed I felt blue because I was here really by myself, but even with him home, it seems like a lonesome day. We had Mac's baby dedication at First Baptist Euless today and it was a special time of being with Beau, Cara, the two boys and Cara's dad and stepmom. Baby dedications bring to mind the desires you have for those small children and the blessed life you pray they will have, but I am reminded today of the child that I dedicated to the Lord in my womb and never, as far as I know, changed my mind about giving him wholly to the Lord. My heart breaks whenever I think of him and the decisions he has made and the life he has chosen and the estrangement of visiting with him as in the past. I know that I do not know the future and I do know that God tells us he is working all things together for good for those that love Him and are called for His purpose. Sometimes it is hard to imagine in our most grandiose visions how He will ever use this for His honor and glory. Sometimes there is just an ache for fellowship with someone that either cannot fellowship with you because of death or by their choice, and on days like today just makes it hard to accept. I know tomorrow is a new day, that I am probably just tired and my God is sovereign and totally in control of my life wherever that may lead me. Holy Spirit, I pray that you empower me right now to have the faith I need to trust you to work this situation together for good.
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