I woke up this morning and realize that my socks had once again slipped off my little feet and disappeared into my bed while I was sleeping. I don't often wear socks to bed cause it looks stupid, but when it's really cold, it helps me keep warm. I laid there and swallowed and felt something the size of a walnut in the back of my throat. Yuck. I hate sore throats. Got up, put on my slippers and robe and went to the kitchen to boil water for the French Press. I made peanut butter on toast, checked email and then read Psalm 25. Had a hard time just getting past the first line.
"Unto you Oh Lord do I bring my life."
What does that mean? It means submission. Am I willing to submit my life to you today, Lord? Heck yes I am! Is my immediate internal response. But am I really? I don't know what my day is gonna look like, or the choices I will make. So what I want, is that by His Grace, I make choices towards Him.
Maybe I'll expound on this later. I did enjoy reading the whole Psalm, but I gots to get to work now. I wonder what today will bring?
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