I loved the movie Life of Pi....It reminded me...watching Yan's fight...his struggle to survive....of when I came to the end of myself.....and had no where else to go....I too looked up and prayed......and amazingly He answered.
Survival. After that everything became miraculous. Waking up in the morning. Having enough food on the table. Driving the kids to school......Every bit of life became a miracle. That voice inside...the voice of hope...Clear. Deep. Penetrating. This week I'm grateful for.....
-connected with a centre that's interested in my books for their women's addiction group.
-started the first writing course....and loving it. She packed so much into that first session. I left completely inspired and pumped.
-A woman I met online took time to research informationon on a story I'm working on. What she found is amazing. And she herself is amazing...her kindness.
-my niece in her fight against the cancer...is facing the fight full of hope and courage. She too inspires.
-My youngest and I play a mystery game called weird park. We can't move forward until certain pieces come together. It's like that with Him too. Sometimes I want to race ahead already. I get frustrated and antsy but when a step is revealed and accomplished....nothing can compare to that joy. It's what I'm feeling now.....pumped that His plan is unfolding exactly the way it's supposed to...one step at a time....