My body did not want to make cupcakes. My granddaughter was very excited and happy to make different colors of frosting. To see how to put together the piping bag. To squeeze out designs and make Easter magic. She took her finished beauties and displayed them on a platter. All her ideas.
What is inside?
"so MUCH pain." burning aching ripping the shoulder joint may come apart...to fall disconnected away from me.
Instantly regretting, this tongue of mine lets complaint slip out. The confessions come when my guard is down. I do not want to bring attention to this daily physical struggle. Instead I struggle to keep my focus on this day, these moments.
Looking into the future can bring me to my knees in fear and despair instantly.
What will become of us? how will I endure?
The future is full of pricking thorns, it is all I see. Only focusing on this day and the promise that I see before me, right here in my own garden; keeps me calm. If the God of this universe is faithful to bring blooms on the thorny vines what more will HE do for me?
What He has already done is enough.
He wore the crown of thorns upon his head.
He understands and He loves me.
http://shespeaksconference.com/ There is a SheSpeaks writing conference coming up that I would love to attend.
Scholarships are available and one is being given away by a random drawing. Go sign up.