This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope. It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every moring: great is thy faithfulness. The Lord is my portion saith my soul: therefore will I hope in him. The Lord is good unto them that wait for Him, to the soul that seeketh him. It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD. Lamentations 3: 21-26

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Have Suitcase, Will Travel...

On the road, again and again.

I think of the Willie Nelson song every time I say that.

Internet connection is temperamental, other than that, all is well.

Somewhere mid-May I think I might have said something foolish like, "Ready for a break from the crazy merry-go-round/routine." Well, life has been anything BUT routine. I'm ready for some boring again. Busy same-old, same-old looks mighty appealing.

Whine, whine...where is my cheese?