Yesterday driving on the truck I was wondering what kind of soil we would encounter for digging. You kind of hold your breath when you put your shovel into the soil, the next few seconds will dictate how the next few hours will unfold. The shovel sinks in easily, soft ground, a sigh of relief. I wonder if God feels that way when he encounters a soft heart to work with.
Karen
Are you sure we are from the same family...
ReplyDeleteYou sound way to intelligent.
Love you kid sis!
Dave
beautiful, Karen! Love your thoughts, my friend.
ReplyDeleteHugs..
AM
Dave may not be sure but I am. Your my kid--- yah. Dally 3x's, Misty 3x's. So beautiful today.
ReplyDeleteI love you Karen and I love how God is speaking through you. Your beautiful heart is being used by God and pouring out onto so many through just a few words. I have been thinking about those few words all day. Thank you....bigs hugs and a smooch too!
ReplyDelete"ditto" to everyone's comments Kar....profound, and intelligent. but unlike Dave, i always knew this to be true. all those nursing exams we studied for convinced me...
ReplyDeletelove ya,
S.