Lord, today a monkey wrench was thrown into my plans...
you know me, God, always planning things out...
and I know your hand is on that monkey wrench...
but bear with me as I adjust my way of thinking...
I know you know what's best...
and I know it's not in my time, but yours...
and I believe it will happen when it happens...
so forgive the mini panic attack earlier...
how quick I found out my plan wouldn't work at all...
that we just can't do that...
so...
here I am, God...
waiting for your plan...
you'll do it better anyway...
you can fix what's broken...
heal the sick...
raise the dead...
I believe in you...
Your goofy kid- Tete
Tete, you are so sweet and I hope all works out well as the future is revealed.
ReplyDeleteThis is so sweet!
ReplyDeleteOh to have such faith, my friend.
ReplyDeletexxxooo
Tete, thinking of you, love your letter to God. It is reassuring to know who we belong too! Sure wish you could come to the tour in person, but hopefully will get more pics up soon! Merry Christmas, love your blog border!
ReplyDeleteLezlee
Big hug to the goofy kid. :-) amen. When it's GOD who tosses that monkeywrench....man-oh-man!!, it is the best intervention or interference we could ever have wished for!! Praise God for HIS working Hand altering our best-laid,....but MISLED plans. RAH!
ReplyDeleteGrey and rainy here in CR. Have a good one Tete! :-) xoxo