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

Tuesday, August 2, 2011


"I had a wondrously beautiful moment yesterday
when I realized things were never going to be
what I had wanted them to be...
but I wanted them to be what they had become."
~From my journal, August 2, 2011~

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