One of the beautiful things about getting out of bed at 4:30 is... being up at 5, and 5:30, and 6, 6:30, and so on, etc. I cherish long mornings.
Another is that one begins to feel something really nice... something like resolve, strength, and a certain bravery and sense of accomplishment. And then one feels that great big, wide expanse of the morning up ahead like a panoramic view while standing on a pier, surrounded by ocean waters. What can happen? What cannot happen? Everything must and will be conquered.
Revelation of the Week:
To walk in fear is the opposite of walking in faith.
There is a cure for fear, and I cam convinced that it is faith.
A Notable Week in June:
Beginning a new writing project. Crafting with Candy (viz, creative genius, accomplished student and graduate, master of Hobby Lobby aisle shopping, and Connoissieur of Mod Podge, etc.). Being reminded of so many times when God has taken me through the storm and beckoned the sun into my sky. Intense early morning workouts. Banana Walnut Bread baking. Letter writing. Recipe formatting. Painting. Cooking Tilapia Meuniere. Watching Strangers on a Train. (a Hitchcock). College applications. Buying (less than) $5 sweaters at Target, and not ashamed. Lighting candles when a storm took out our electricity. Averaging about 8 books checked out from the library at a time. Establishing the "favorite" Starbucks location in town. Using a yoga mat for push-ups. Listening to the Pride and Prejudice soundtrack on a daily. Adoring pictures of Eli on twitter.