I am quite content with the quiet, simple little life I lead. I don’t know that I’ve ever been able to honestly say that before now. I used to live with such constant longing and despairing over things I wanted to have, do, be that always seemed to be so elusive…as though God were playing some cosmic teasing game with my hopes and dreams. I still hope and dream about things, but I am learning to hold it all in an open hand and to say, “Father, here are my desires, but I will joyfully accept whatever you choose for me.”

            It took me long enough to get to that place…and it wasn’t an easy road, that’s for sure. But I am also learning to be genuinely grateful for the difficult things in my life that are molding and shaping who I am and who I am becoming. I really believe and trust that God will provide in some form whenever I may be in true need. The more I realize His perfect love for me, the more my fears are driven out. Life is good. God is Good. I’ve never been so in love with Him before, and I don’t want anything to steal, kill, or destroy that.