A journey of faith shared in thoughts, prayers, people, places and life circumstances. Another way of looking at life with an opportunity for feedback.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
It would seem that our calmest of times in life are often preceded by storms. Thunder, lightning, deep dark clouds, and tumultuous rain preceded the calm of this evening's sunset. During the week of rehearsal prior to the last concert we had many difficulties that never received resolution, but calm did follow that as well. Now we are on the verge of yet another of life's storms. This time the storm is more personal and will take a lot of positive steps to resolve. I do believe that with the aid of God we will surmount once again the troubled times and rise above the thunder and lightning. Somehow it is the calm that follows the storms that has become my focus. I like it when the road is smooth and the traffic light. Beautiful skies and perfect weather are favorites of mine. In combination those elements tend to sooth away the aches and pains that accompany life. This is a good spring and with only a few days left in the month it is good to know that we are still smiling in the face of adversities and laughing at the raindrops no matter how big and cold. Many blessings to all. In Christ's Love, Preacher.
I set a record for duration of stay at my previous location, Brookings, SD. Nine years does not seem all that long. We aren't done moving in, there are still boxes in the barn that I haven't unpacked from the last four addresses. My strongest desire is to be off and running, hot and fast, in pursuit of the next vision to guide my life. I truly believe this old Bed & Breakfast that we are in the process of converting is the vision God has given us. Thinking about the suitcases out in the barn I know for certain there is one that has had stuff in it since '69 and it's ready to go today. It was not until just recently that I came to the realization that I've got to stop living like I won't be here six months from now. That is unproductive! I pray God gives me enough years to really get settled before adjourning to my permanent home. That one not made with human hands but prepared for me from the beginning. I enjoy telling folks that I'm really not ready to go home yet, but my bags are packed, and my ticket was bought and paid for 2000 years ago.