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Day 330: God Knows What He's Doing!

The landmark one year is just around the bend. I honestly am stunned. I can't believe I have committed to blogging daily, and have stayed the course!

Truthfully this blog sustains me. It gives me a reason to put one foot in front of the other. I have come a long way these 330days, but there is still so much room for improvement in this thing I call my life. I imagine I will continue after Day 365. I am curious where this journey takes me.

It rained last night. This morning there is green and blossoms bursting forth from every corner. The sun is peeking out from behind a gray cloud. The air carries a fresh, sweet scent.

Yesterday in church I met a lovely gentleman. He told me he was 74 years old.
Big smile, twinkling eyes. Our conversation started as all true Portlanders, about the weather. Yesterday was glorious. Felt like spring, rather than the third of April. We talked about the beauty of spring. How we don't mind the rain in because when the sun does appear, it shines on a creation bursting forth in living color!

"God knows what He is doing!" I exclaimed. My new friend nodded enthusiastically and launched into the most inspired, clear, simple but profound testimony to God, creation sin, Jesus and everlasting life I have ever heard! I wish I could have his gift of speech!

I left church with my spirit soaring.

Today I feel resigned to digging in and working on my eating and exercise with a vengeance! My weight is 189. No more carrot cake for me!

I started my morning with a berry/banana/almond milk smoothie with turmeric and beryllium husks. I am going to spend some time in prayer and then head to the gym. My daughter is putting on the mushroom/barley soup in the crockpot that we prepped a froze a few weeks ago. We only have one meal left in the freezer. It's prep time!

I teach this afternoon. I need to also get some piano practice in.

But first, my psalm of the day: psalm 24

Psalm 24

24 The earth is the Lord's, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein.
For he hath founded it upon the seas, and established it upon the floods.
Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord? or who shall stand in his holy place?
He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully.
He shall receive the blessing from the Lord, and righteousness from the God of his salvation.
This is the generation of them that seek him, that seek thy face, O Jacob. Selah.
Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in.
Who is this King of glory? The Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle.
Lift up your heads, O ye gates; even lift them up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in.
10 Who is this King of glory? The Lord of hosts, he is the King of glory.

A perfect prayer, hymn of praise for getting my head on straight. For starting fresh. Yet again.

Happy Monday!


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