Am I in the 'wait and see' squadron, nothing really to worry about, just standing guard? Or, am I squarely in the middle of "the 82", prepared to kick tail and win? If I have to jump out of the plane, is the parachute going to open, or will I lose this fight, too, and splat to the ground? I don't know.
But I know what I *do* know.
I don't know what tomorrow holds, but I know Who holds tomorrow.
Because He lives, I can face tomorrow.
49. I am thankful for the One who always stands guard and protects me no matter what comes along. I am thankful that He is here for me in the midst of the current heart-crisis. I am thankful that, although battle-scarred and weary, I will make it to the other side.
One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are

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