|Beautiful NH pathway.|
Two broken engagements and a mangled body later (along with a bunch of stuff in between), I stand firm in my faith knowing that everything will work out for the good of those who love Him, me being one of the "those." My pursuit of God never ceases, although at times I may appear more thirsty for Him than other times. At the moment I feel that I am in a dry and weary land where there is no water, just as David when he was in the desert of Judah (Psalm 63:1). I feel set up, washed out, and abandoned, yet I cling to the promise that my Shepherd leads me beside still water and comforts me with His rod and His staff. I try to remember all that He has delivered me from, one of the things being death itself.
|Road in Dade Dity, FL.|