It is just me and an ocean of possibilities. This came to mind as I looked upon a beautiful ocean that seemed endless. I spent another lovely morning at my favorite place in the whole wide world…the beach. I most enjoy these weekend visits to Long Island because I get to rest in such a serene and tranquil place for two straight days. I escape from the busy city, work, home, church, and everything else that keeps me tied up. It is my getaway from all. It is a time for me to recover from life itself.
Mike Shea wrote a phrase in a recovery journal: “When my faith is tested, can it be trusted?” It makes you ponder on the possibilities that are presented before us. In order to walk through those doors of opportunities we need FAITH for real. An unmovable faith, trust, confidence and stillness to wait for the right ones to walk through. Tonight I sat through a teaching given by my husband at our church and I got a little emotional at the words. I reflect upon my own personal story and think… Why does everything have to be so narrow? Continue reading
“At least there is hope for a tree: If it is cut down, it will sprout again, and its new shoots will not fail. Its roots may grow old in the ground and its stump die in the soil, yet at the scent of water it will bud and put forth shoots like a plant. But a man dies and is laid low; he breathes his last and is no more. As the water of a lake dries up or a riverbed becomes parched and dry, so he lies down and does not rise; till the heavens are no more, people will not awake or be roused from their sleep. If only you would hide me in the grave and conceal me till your anger has passed! If only you would set me a time and then remember me! If someone dies, will they live again? All the days of my hard service I will wait for my renewal to come.” Job 14:7-14 
