This morning I was asked to
join friends for breakfast.
It
turned out to be a Call to Arms.
The drive over Fall Creek
Road was filled with spotty Fall color. And after breakfast, I spent about 6
hours with them.
Talking.
Listening.
Debating.
Assessing.
Considering.
And left … still
considering.
The situation is in Elohim’s
hands; I will follow His Will – I always want to be in His Will. I
don’t have to like it; I just have to obey the Ruach HaKo’desh’s lead.
And nine times out of ten, the lead is uncomfortably necessary. I know this … I
am a spiritual warrior.
Nearing Stella, I spotted 4
ships anchored off Willow Grove. They appear to be dredging ships.
Looking at them, a 1969 song
popped into my thoughts π
Back at home, I spent some time
reflecting …
I can give them an answer following the Thursday Jam Session up Spruce Creek; I can drive home via Oak Point Road, instead of Mill Creek Road (it's only a 5minute difference).
I don't like to spin my wheels.
But
at least I do know that I will not be engaging in battle alone – even if I
stand alone among the flames, I know at least six people will be covering my
back with prayer π
Tonight, I’m going to relax
with a movie, a tasty drink, and work on another preemie sacque gown: I
finished one up last night, and started work on another in the wee hours of today’s
early morning hours.
I’m going to get as far as I can tonight on that new design π
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