My Nineveh?

Some would call it ‘chance’, some luck… but I know the Lord has led me to every job I’ve ever had.

Starting with my first babysitting job to my current position I can trace the path. It’s rather amazing to see the puzzle fitting together. And now I’m waiting for another piece.

You see, I don’t know what my Nineveh might be, but apparently, like Jonah I am going to find out sooner rather than later.

We learn about Jonah because he chose to ignore the will of God. He was

Hope for the Soul Searching

A friend of mine recently wrote a blog which inspired me to dust off my keyboard and blog myself! Instead of rambling on her page, I thought I’d pull from her missive and write a bit myself. In essence, this is my response to her – but I think some of you will also have interesting things to share.

She wrote:
“I guess I’ve come into a time of almost forced spiritual growth. It hurts. I don’t like seeing myself as I truly am. Mainly because I’m worried about how others will react when they find out what I’m really like, what my true thoughts are that run through my head daily. If people knew, I don’t think I’d have a single friend on this Earth.”

Oh my friend, I can see myself in your writing. Aren’t you glad your internal monologue is mute to the outside world? It seems the words I let slip out are bad enough, but to realize the stuff I keep inside should be enough for me to never