I love when a storm is brewing and the lights gets funny. That’s what happened last night before Robyn came over for dinner. I ran outside and set my camera on top of the dumpster and just went with it. Spring never lasts long enough for me. It will be hot and humid before I can blink.
I feel the months slipping through my hands like water. There’s so much I want to do, prepare for, learn, and soak in. Lord, keep me focus on You and let everything fall into exactly its right place. Lately He’s been reminding me that things don’t need to be perfect. Can I get an amen!?
