Here we go again.
I am so thankful for the phone, friends, books, TV, the internet and all forms of distraction. But I am praying for courage as I am in short supply.
"Though the fig tree
may not blossom,
Nor fruit be on the vines;
Though the labor of the olive may fail,
And the fields yield no food;
Though the flock may be cut off from the fold,
And there be no herd in the stalls—
Yet I will rejoice in the Lord,
I will joy in the God of my salvation.
The Lord God is my strength;He will make my feet like deer’s feet,
And He will make me walk on my high hills." Habakkuk 3:17-19
http://intrepidfromoz.blogspot.com/2012/09/sorrow-n.html#!/2012/09/sorrow-n.html
Nor fruit be on the vines;
Though the labor of the olive may fail,
And the fields yield no food;
Though the flock may be cut off from the fold,
And there be no herd in the stalls—
Yet I will rejoice in the Lord,
I will joy in the God of my salvation.
The Lord God is my strength;He will make my feet like deer’s feet,
And He will make me walk on my high hills." Habakkuk 3:17-19
http://intrepidfromoz.blogspot.com/2012/09/sorrow-n.html#!/2012/09/sorrow-n.html
One day I will dance again.
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