This Beautiful Mundane

In this moment, on this day, I seek to bless your name.  O Sovereign God, my times are in your hands. I have been realizing that I spend a steady portion of my life caught up in fantasy - worrying about things that may come, desiring things and fearing that I will put on the wrong blouse, leave the house at the wrong time, or say the wrong thing and all of my dreams will crumble away.... I give myself far too much power in the land of my imaginations!  God is totally in control, I can trust that my times are in His hands. He has given me a beautiful inheritance, He leads me beside still waters, He restores my soul - Though I walk through the valley of the Shadow of Death I shall fear no evil, for He is with me.  For His glory we have been formed and made! How am I living each day with my eyes focused heavenward in the day-to-day moments?  God has been working in my heart of late, He has been showing me that when I feel the ache of longing for something different, fo

         It has only been in recent years that I have begun to pay attention to politics. As we have entered into 2020, I find myself trying to listen to the variety of discussions that are taking place as I prepare for my first time voting in a presidential election. My heart is burdened for the condition of my earthly country. I know that the political tensions will only continue to rise, and the slander will only become more disgusting. There is such hatred between the different parties and viewpoints, one man’s opinion is enough to land them in a dung heap of social media disdain and abuse.        Regrettably, hatred and scare tactics are nothing new to our country. Do you remember hearing about the days of tar and feathers? Think about the loyalists in the days of the Revolutionary War - They had no guarantee that their homes would not be torched, they couldn’t express their opinion freely when they were amongst patriots, they were at risk of being coated