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![]() Friday, September 23, 2005
Today I wanted to cry, with no city lights I saw the stars for the first time. Millions of them. I saw the nebulas ans clouds in space. It was as if I were looking for God. And for a moment I saw through much fog and saw more clearly what I was seeking. Even saw a shooting star.
Tommorrow is the day. A very long day. In fact I am close to going to bed. I can;t wait to be back hom in Louisville. I miss it. Then again I am so out of my element that this laptop and my camera are about all I have with me from home. Now it may not be until Monday before I find out about the job or not. It;s still up in the air but I think I am not the first pick, maybe the second draft pick maybe, and with only one position, who knows. He is waiting for word from one of those he interviewed. So who knows. Just seeing how stressful family is and my friend is marrying into a wonderful family. They are very nice. Maybe confrontational, but good folks. Here are the state tags I have seen this far over the last 48 hours Kentucky Indiana Ohio Pensylvania New York Tennessee Louisiana FLorida I will miss sojourn this week, it saddens me. I am out of my element as in well Sojourn. The faith system and lifestyles are very different out here. More to come. But I want to run into gods arms and roll myself all over the waters and clean up, or make a mess :) God is with me, this I know. So now in a foriegn land (at least to me) I want to return to native land back to God. |
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“if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.” (2 Chronicles 7:14) ![]() Powered by BibleGateway.com script provided by biblegateway.com
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links.tom links.other sojourn.blogs blogs.other blogroll.christian Thy way, not mine, O lord Thy way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be; Lead me by Thine own hand, Choose out the path for me.
Smooth let it be or rough,
I dare not choose my lot;
Take Thou my cup, and it
Choose Thou for me my friends,
The kingdom that I seek
Not mine, not mine the choice ~Horatius Bonar |
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