The thing is, to go through the fire, builds our character. Our trust in the Only One that matters grows. Our miracle is just right there--and some of us--well, heck, I'll be honest: ME! may think I got it all covered. I'm in control of it.
Wrong.
That's been proven --again-- here in recent times. Put your trust in the Only One that matters. I should really KNOW this already. He brought me through, not me. No matter how much I thought I was the strong one. I looked unto the hills from where my strength really comes (that's Psalms 121).
In the meantime, the sun still shines on this Sunday. Should clean my house--and I will--later. There's time before Desperate Housewives tonight, so got a walk to take and
a cat to pet.
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He didn't bring me this far to leave me.
I am blessed.
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