Dear Father,
Thank you for this day. Not a lot is going on. I’m playing around on the ko-fi website. It’s been pretty fun. I don’t know if crowdfunding or a gofundme will ever actually be worth it, but it’s a cute site, and i like being able to consolidate news about what I’m working on using one site instead of three.
I need to walk Jett this morning. Change clothes, get cleaned up (although I won’t have to shower again this morning). When I shower every day, my skin gets super dry and irritated. Maybe my shower is too hot?
I’ve been thinking about Abraham and God’s promises to Him. He wanted one child, one offspring, but got as many as grains of sands on the seashore and stars in the sky.
How many times (and I’m preaching to myself here as well) do we seek one blessing, one favor, one thing God may, is his infinite wisdom, know we can’t have because it’s not good for us? Meanwhile behind the overcast sky of anxiety, fear, and doubt, is a sea of stars, his many precious promises, grace, and true blessing, just beyond our vision?
Don’t let Satan focus you on something you can’t have. That’s how he tricked Eve. Focus on the hundreds of trees in your garden of blessing, not on the one that will do you harm.
Trem