GOOD MORNING

And again Godd Morning. I Awoke about half-an-hour ago and as I walked to the bathroom I had a great desire to say good morning to some one. LIving entirely alone is not condusive to such behaviour. I find that even though the sink and toilet will answer back with bubbles from the drain (when ever water is used up stairs these days my sinck drain and toilet seem to have this backing up problem) it is still not quit the same. That was when I decided to say it to all my faithfull readers.

I have since finished breakfast and will (once this is written) sit and read my Bible. I have two routiens in the morning. Every other morning includes a shower, they all include the Bible, making lunch, eating breakfast, doing my hair, getting dressed, and leaving the Down. NOt always in that same order. This Blog firts thing in the morning is out of the ordinary but I still have the time to do it cause I did not mention that part of my routine is time to just sit and think.

I know some people who get up get dressed and leave fro work, our assistant at work for instance. I can't do that I need the time (about two hours) in the morning before I'm at work with people. I think it has to do with my intreverted ways. It usualy keeps me going all day even into the night if I have this time to myself. So I will now bid you good morning for the final time and pray your days are blessed. GOOD MORNING

My dream

The other night I had a dream where I was sitting on a dock by a deep black lake. The sky above and the water below were both dark and foreboding with mountains surrounding the depths of my soul. As I sat looking into the depths of the waters a sudden undercurrent started to turn below me. A lake should have no such thing, the waters should not pull and turn as these did. They twisted so strongly that they pulled me right under. I lay on my back in the waters and watched as the sky disappeared in a flash. In but a minute I was at the bottom with a desperate realization that there would be no possible way for me to reach the top before I needed to breath again. Panic was about to set in when My heart was filled with peace. Somehow I knew I would make it out and that oddly I could even breath under there. As if God had created in me a capacity to take in water and it would turn to air. I was not becoming a fish or anything like that, instead God was holding me and allowing me to see that I would live to see the sun again.

I know that my redeemer lives and in times of trouble He is the only one I will go to. For He shall create in me new strengths that seem beyond human. He layed down His life for me so I could live. I will trust in Him alone, forever.