Taking A Chance On Chance

1/25/2005

I’m at a crossroads in my life in which everything is dependent upon someone – something more powerful than I am. Believe it, I’m scared as shit!

Throughout my whole life, I’ve been my caretaker. When sick, I nursed myself. Since a very early age, I was responsible for cooking and cleaning. I also told myself stories at night to keep the desire to see a new day.

Often, I kept my head down in case a coin or better yet, a paper product with a dead president’s image was waiting for me. As I look back, this happened so many times.

So here I am having to trust God to be faithful to His promise to me. My feet are fully soaked in the cold waters of the Jordan and I’m looking over the horizon and up to the hills waiting for my help to come.

It’s difficult being positioned so that I an not in control my outcome.

This feels strange, and weird, and scary…

I wish I could relax but it’s hard to do when you’re flying without a net.

peace?

zss

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