Another night of thoughts written down with a pen then typed up days later to share...
-Sometimes I like the voices you've given homeless people. The tone they use to say, "God Bless" when I offer a bag of cheddar sun chips.
-God's love I've come to realize is a different type of love than what I'm accustomed to
-Hopscotch should be in Ihop
-Kenny Rogers is behind us
-He's telling me to meditate on what he just said but I didn't hear what he just said...
-"Man can not stop the move of God"
-I love when people hum... it's beautiful sounding
Then something more worth your time
-The man speaking said something that really touched me. He said that once we learn to see beauty we'll be able to see it everywhere. He then mentioned soemthing about finding beauty in your husband eating breakfast. So I started thinking about my future husband eating breakfast. Will I be able to find beauty in him eating ceral? Will I be able to see God in him? What ceral is he eating? Would God eat that? My prayer now is that in the mundane times I'll be able to find the beauty of God in my husband and in my future children and find it in my present family that I've been given now.
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