When I look at this picture, or think about my dad, I send up a prayer of thanks that we are all safe. That for some reason, the Lord isn't ready for us, yet. I think about what could have happened way more than I should, and that scares the bejeezus out of me. It's making me hold my little family a little closer.
The Lord and I, we've come to an understanding over the last several years. I've put my heart in His hands, and I trust in His plan.
But I'm probably not driving to Seattle again anytime soon.
No comments:
Post a Comment