ro-oh-ohllercostah

it was the best of times, it was the worst of times (too).
good grief. such good grief.
I'm thrilled, I'm shocked, I'm nervous
and somewhere underneath lies a peaceful confidence that it's all part of a beautiful orchestration that I'll never understand and which will never cease to shock, thrill, and surprise me. How You love us in hard and perfect ways.

I neglected to comment last week on the beautiful gift the Father gave:
time with two dear brothers and a growth in my spirit's family to include several more dear ones. To you two- how treasured that time is. God has continually reminded me of your words of encouragement- even allowing me to keep, with pointed accuracy, specific words and phrases which spoke truth to me. Also, the general air and attitude of peace and praise you withheld nearly at all times among the brethren brought me great hope and joy.
Oh, the undeserved blessings to which the spirit's eye gives sight. Thanks for letting me notice them.


On other terms- my family is growing physically as well. This is the phenomena of which I spoke at first.
It's far more incredible a piece of news to hear than I ever gave it credit before.
I want to sing and cry and throw up,
but You are good and bless us undeservedly.

May we all rest in Him

Shalom