There is a magic in that little world, home; it is a mystic circle that surrounds comforts and virtues never known beyond its hallowed limits.
~ Robert Southey ~
I am getting to light like a butterfly in my own home for a few days.
This I love.
*sigh*
I am a homebody.
I am a homebody.
Once long ago,
as I was complaining about just wanting to get home from an excursion of some kind,
as I was complaining about just wanting to get home from an excursion of some kind,
my oldest son exclaimed,
He was right, of course.
In another world, I am a hobbit.
In another world, I am a hobbit.
Not a very beautiful creature but a loyal, steady one.
And just as poor Bilbo was lured away from hearth and home,
I, too, have ventured out
all the while complaining and grumbling
only to find a very grand adventure....
hmmm.....
Ok, so now I'm starting to sound like Pooh...
"Oh, bother..."
Well, any way back to the subject at hand....
"Think, think, think..."
(No, I am not trying to play Pollyanna's Glad Game)
If Steve had not lost his job, if we had not needed health insurance, if, if, if...
I would not be back in school,
I would not be working at the Center for Pediatric Medicine,
I would not have met even more amazing people...
and the list could go on and on...
About right now I feel like singing Garth Brook"s song,
Thank God for Unanswered Prayers.
But, not to worry,
you are safe.
you are safe.
I will not.
Suffice it to say, His Word is true,
"All things work for good
(not all things are good but they work for good )
(not all things are good but they work for good )
for those that love the Lord and are called according to His purpose.