Storms in our lives

In my life there has been Betsy, Camille, Frederick, Fran, Floyd, Andrew, Hugo, Katrina, Rita, and many more after. Not the least ending with Harvey. And storms can range from just spits of water in our faces to immersions and destruction of personal property. And none of it is fun. So how do I keep going. And going. And going???? I really don't know, except the heavenly Father is always there to give me a life preserver and life raft and act as both compass and flashlight and I can steer and swerve hither and yon. God is a great and merciful and powerful calmer of storms and He has done so many times before.

HEAT

Heat is kinetic energy. Pure and simple. It is the movement of molecules/atoms given a space and the faster they move the warmer it is. You could also say the warmer it is the faster molecules move. And you would be correct. The truth is, and not many people know this, is that cold is just the absence of movement of molecules in a state we know as heat.  So what we perceive as cold is merely a decline in speed of molecules, resulting in a reduction of heat. What we measure as freezing is the reduction of heat to the point that there is practically no heat. So what is evil, the absence of good? i think that's why evil and good are in degrees. and why God chooses to be good. May we all be blessed by such a God.

BROKEN AND MENDED

I have always been amazed at how broken people are, but never more than when I went into business for myself and never more than this year in particular. I have seen demanding people, nervously energetic people, people with obsessive/compulsive disorder, depressed people, and some that I would call toxic. And I hurt for them because I am just as broken as they, maybe not in the same spots but still broken nonetheless. I am always blessed by the phrase "there but for the grace of God go I". God is merciful, graceful, marvelous beyond description. And I praise Him and His healings because no more than this year in particular have I learned that I am broken, I am just mended. Not only am I mended but God knows that even some of the mended parts take time to cement and function with the other non-broken parts of me. Christ was literally broken, for His sacrifice entailed the meal in which the bread of life was broken and shared/ So while he was not broken at the knees, as other crucified people were, He was indeed broken for our transgressions. What heals is not ourselves, it's not in having no boundaries and pushing the limits, it's not in the perfect body, the sweetest smile, the best student. Mending the broken us is God. And only God. He heals on His time, not mine or anyone else. And His is always best.

Half a year gone!

And so it is the end of the first 6 months of 2017. What has happened to the year? I will say for me a tumultuous amount of blessings and bains and most of all seeing animals that mean very much more to me than income. Father God is a wonderful ruler and King and we all need Him and I am so glad He is in my life. My prayer is that we all get on our knees and thank Him for another day and another year. I thank Him for this country. Even though most people think we are being run into the ground I believe a lot of what has come to the surface is the stuff that 8 years of giving things to everyone brings. My goal in life is to help those but it's not helping to always give people what they ask for. My goal is to be discerning.

May God always bless all of us in placing us where He needs us.