Bike Chains and Rubber Bands

I’m half a century and half a decade old this year…birth year that is..and it seems like I am still peddling backwards to move a little bit forward.  It seems the bicycle of life has a rubber band instead of a chain. While giggling inside as I shared that thought with my friend Karen, who is 4 days older than me and her response, “Don’t forget you and I are living in the land of many deliberate sins against our FATHER. Right now heavy warfare is played out around us, that effects us, like the economy continuing to drop.

But remember ALL HIS benefits and Thank and Praise Yahweh for the littlest things, even a piece of bread. Because you and your family are So Loved, and so much drawn to HIS Heart as HIS people. I will pray about a bike chain”.  Yes, I do remember these things hourly it seems for each day I am alive. I woke to the moon flashing in my face and 30 minutes later, a gorgeous sunrise.

morning sun shining through

 

Published by Nancy

I’m a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother, a writer, a friend. I cook, clean, work, teach, study, live, love and laugh, but when it’s all said and done, I still feel empty. I want what I can’t have, I’ve wanted it for a long time but it was taken. I thought to myself, the desire for it should go away now that I’ve prayed…I’ve cried, begged, pleaded and even pretended it wasn’t there; I cry out to God and beg Him to please just take this from me, do something to strip me of the earthly desires, of the evil in my heart and nothing happens…it’s still there and some days it’s hard to swallow and suck down the tears inside, it hurts so much and in one brief moment, it could all be gone so quickly! He gives me words to bless others with and release my own thoughts.

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