|It’s got to be the morning after…see my pasty, white complexion,
beady eyes and dazed expression?
Well, if it isn’t the morning after Christmas day and of course, this is my favorite day to blog and link up with Carissa at Lowercase Letters! So, hoping you all had a wonderful weekend, grab a cup of Joe and join in my Monday morning madness, will you? We’re off!
So last Monday, late afternoon, I got “The Phone Call”. Oh, I am so relieved, even though disappointed. I did not get that coveted position and it was confirmed through the lovely voice on my voice mail. They even had an offer ready, but due to a technicality… OK, in reality 6 years experience working with a specific group of people required which I don’t have AND a tiny grant stipulation (not so tiny, really) it seems that the light went from green, to yellow to red and that is the end of that. For now. Swallowing hard and trusting Him who knows best. Here is an excerpt form my personal journal (Brave, aren’t I?) : So, Lord. Being honest here. It’s disappointing. Not so much because they did not “pick me” but because I thought I heard you. . . again. Because I saw possibility and opportunity and because I wonder if I will ever know when you are directing my path. I want to honor you. I don’t understand the things you choose for me. Or withhold from me. – 12/19/2011
A week is not complete without coffee with a friend so I had a lovely coffee chat with a sweet sister at one of my fave places for such ~ Cool Beans Cafe on Wednesday!
|I really enjoyed reading this fictional account by Lois Untermeyer about the holy family
one year later living as refugees in a foreign land with a tiny babe.
|Every year I get one new Christmas CD and this year was a beautiful instrumental
which both my daughter and I adored! Hub prefers more contemporary stuff!
Christmas Eve service was beautiful and the reading of Isaiah 53 brought me to tears- as it always does. Our patient Pastor competed with a bleating lamb but she was silent at just the right time! The children loved it very well, and I consider myself as one! When that little lamb was placed before us, it stirred within my heart such deep grief, pain and joy. All of the prophecy came alive within me. It is beyond words to describe.
|The reading of Isaiah over a bleating sheep stirred the heart.|
|“Flower” safe in the arms of her very own good shepherd!
She is just 10 days old and has made her acting debut to
glorify the Lord!
|Now, we prepare for the new year and say goodbye to the old.|