Quite a treat. Every bite is exquisite. A bit expensive, but worth every sip of tea and taste of delicate flavour. The St. James Tearoom, Albuquerque. Like stepping into another century or another country.
I should advertise? I am, for free, I guess. If only I was paid for everything I do.
The lilies of the field .... the birds of the air....I am ready to skip all that and go for the greed , go for the money. Seeking not first the kingdom and trusting god to provide, but to seek MONEY. And plot and scheme on ways to make it and earn it and lots of it so that I can pay my taxes!(So much for the gold coin in the fishes mouth...) And pay off my credit card debt for new tires on the road to California to see my newborn granddaughter or buy Cristmas presents and Jesse's contacts and Mochas cat surgery.
These seemingly necessary purchases have now "earned" interest into the thousands. I was taught the Lord helps those who aren't able to help themselves...... I've tried to grow the faith of a mustard seed. I've tried to come as a little child and try to share God's love and fulfill His purpose each day. Praying to please and bless him. And thank Him in advance. And give more in time of need........
All seems lost for I am still broken and unable to heal myself or hold tight enough to the leg of God or an angel or the hem of jesus robe...... How can I give God glory owing tax money or having credit card debt or being too traumatized to sleep through the night or stay home alone or get a job doing What?
I've prayed and prayed and prayed to fulfill God's purpose for me...
I guess it goes back to thanking him for what I do have and lots and lots of gratitude. Long lists A thru Z. Healthy children, and a happy former husband and Winnings and friends and my spots and eyes that see and legs that walk and learning to breathe while entering the world of technology and not crying all the time and being able to p (someone who wants to love me) hope that makes us not so ashamed that we're too broken to fit into the world of commerce and capitalism and commercialism (chronos not kairos) and ...... this isn't what a blog is supposed to be Or is it?
Naked we came into the world and naked we go out. ...in spirit and truth....contrite....
em..bar..assed.
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