"For you created my inmost being; You knit me together in my mother’s womb." Ps. 139:13. God was writing my story even before I had breathe in my lungs. He knew me, my strengths and my weaknesses. He wrote out a divine story tailored for me, and He knew the rewrites He would have to make. He continues to direct my story, the ongoing production that is my life. Produced together, in collaboration with the Almighty, providing me with His professional notes I am His masterpiece, His living script.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Sunnies in the Rain... (Australia)
Here i am walking the streets of a land so far away from home, yet it all seems so comfortable, so natural as if this is where I belong. The sun invites me to enjoy a new day while the rain falls ever so lightly on my face, sweetly reminding me of home. I have been blessed with a little piece of something so familiar, so refreshing, and to maybe some what seems an inconvenience I acknowledge as a comforting gesture from the heavens as a welcome to my new home. The sun breaks through the clouds and gently warms the touch of my skin. My feet beat the pavement in my ridiculously thin flip-flops allowing my feet to embrace every crack in the road, every rock, every bit of this new land I am discovering. My eyes and ears take in all the new sites and sounds. Boutiques line the streets and the birds with their bolstering voices chirp over head. Sometimes I wonder what they might possibly be saying; perhaps "I'm about to poo, watch out down below!" Cheeky little fellas. I take in the smell of the fresh air and smile as I watch the tram busing people around the city. But, I walk. I am here taking it all in, enjoying this place that is foreign and unfamiliar, yet exactly where I am meant to be.
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I don't know about that "feet embracing every rock" bit. That doesn't sound very pleasant, but I am glad to hear you are having a great time! :)
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