December Thoughts -
Thursday, December 22, 2011
I like orderliness. There's got to be a pattern, something to guide, sensibleness.
Irregular work days grind on me, but I take them as blessings. All things that touch my life has been sifted through the hands of my Father. Since all the other things I do have to fit in line with my work days, then all those things become irregular too. More grinding.
Perhaps my Father is knocking off some edges on me, making me more fit to be called His child. Although I can't see it, there is a pattern, like a tapestry being woven, . . . . maybe. That is sort of a man-made cliche, but true. Many times we can't see the "big picture". As much as I would like to know what are His plans for me, He has chosen not to reveal them but in bits and pieces like a puzzle.
As old as I am, I still do not have a "career". Oh yes, I am a wife, a PREACHER'S wife. Being a wife to this man has "shaped" me too. To live day by day with someone takes flexibility, dexterity, understanding, etc. . . . love.
A love that has to come from my Father because God hates divorce . . . and murder is a sin.
I hope you can see some of the humor in this narrative, something to make it interesting.
I seem to be more or less just rambling on, but there it is, my thoughts put into words.
Merry Christmas to all and God's blessings on you and yours.