I’m singing this song everywhere!
Everything rides on hope now Lord! Everything I’ve done destroys my dreams of what or how my life should be. I have no hope apart from You. My life is not my own…
Redeeming the time
Published by Sheila Dougal
Hey, I'm Sheila, glad you're here.
A little about me: I'm a 40-something woman, wife, mom, RN, soap maker and wannabe suburban homesteader. I think better when I write. I've kept a journal since I was 9 and started blogging over 10 years ago.
I'm introverted, but I love people. I'm curious but shy. I'm contemplative and easily distracted. I feel deeply and know numbness. I want to make things right and I'm learning to let go. I wax poetic sometimes and often don't know what to say. It's complicated.
It boggles me that I am Christ's and he is mine. I gaze into the heavens and the Heaven-Maker's words, remember the hard things, fight depression, and long for home and King.
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Haven’t heard that one – I like it.>>And for your faithfulness, I’ve got an award for you over at my blog.
I love your Christmas blog layout with the changing photos. I also love the definition of trust — batach.