As the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish, so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater, so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it. -- Isaiah 55:10-11
Saturday, January 1, 2011
I Choose to Keep Breathing
Deep breath...tomorrow morning my mom isn't going to call me to tell me happy birthday...but I have two kids who only know it's my birthday, and they are committed to it being the best one ever...and it will be...I just have to keep breathing...