My journals are in a paper bag, ready to recycle. My God, Who knows and remembers all, will bring to my memory anything I need to know when I need it. Funny how free I feel. Was the past an anchor, holding me back? Then I’m not sorry to let it go. ********** Yet, my…
Month: July 2022
Strangest Thing
A few weeks ago, I found that I was locked out of my blog. Passwords didn’t work. Nothing worked. I had told the Lord that I would post as long as He gave me something to say. Suddenly, I had nowhere to say it. That was June 23. My first reaction was incredulous panic. How…