A love letter

Dear Jesus,

I love you,

thank you for everything you've done.

Its overwhelming to think that you knew every thing I would do.

Every failure and promise I would break to you and to the world.

And yet you still chose to die for me.

Thank you, even though mere words are so easy to type.

Thank you for your life, your love and your presence.

I love you lord.

I've been meaning to write

Here's a few titles I ve been meaning to get down.

I hope I get around to them.

My little Black Box

Communication

Misunderstood desires.

My distant friend

The pedulum swings

Hi folks,

Its been a while since I've written,

I guess its been busy busy just trying to settling down with life in the new city.

Life is certainly busier these days, filled with a busy job and keeping a little doctor girl fed (oh the girl can certainly eat.)

I realized that through the hustle and bustle of it all, I haven't been thinking much about (let alone talking to) the man upstairs.

So with a guilty frown I turn my eyes to heaven and count my many many blessings he has bestowed on me.

Thank you God!

Content

A quiet rush of breathing fills the room as I type this.

It has been a tough time in the recent months, it was worst the last few weeks.

God's led me through it, even when I was too busy to talk to him.

Even in these evening days of this era, and the dawning of the new.

I can't help but feel overwhelmed by all his blessing through it all.

Thank you Lord.