His mercies are new every morning...


As you can imagine, I was sad last night.  Cried a little just knowing it was a long week ahead, I'm still sick and well... he's far away.


Grabbed the blankies and headed to bed - hahahahahahaha





I had a few texts to go back and read and look what Holt sent.




My Dad would TOTALLY get this because the Lord and I have ALWAYS had a rainbow thing! I remember the rainbow maker he bought me like it was yesterday. I didn't know then what I know  now BUT I've learned over the years that He speaks to me in "funny ways"

And He spoke.  That is EXACTLY where T's camp is!!!



And then I saw this video... and it warmed my heart knowing that he's not at any old camp... he's hearing the word of God all week, he's growing, he's being shaped and loved and challenged and molded by FUN people - who were all molded and shaped and challenged... most likely at Pine Cove.




And then this morning during my quiet time... I get this.  Not sure what it means exactly, but there are NO accidents.  The Lord sends us people and studies and situations and all sorts of stuff to challenge us and grow us and comfort us...


For now, I'll just wait and see what else He tells me.  Listening, getting quiet and getting real is HARD but worth it.

Watch over my boy God, and please let his ear be ok all week!!  Tell him how much I love him and can't wait to hear about all of his adventures!!

AMEN.

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