I thank God for the experiences I had here in the United States.
I thank God for what I learned, what I’m learning, what I wish to learn, what I will learn, and what I don’t’ want to learn! (sic)
I thank an amazing God for my family and friends, the ones I have and the ones I made, witness of all things He has done in me, for me, and through me.
I thank God for the simple act of manipulating lines with a pencil, pen, or a colored pencil ;P.
I thank God for already handing me the victory.
I thank Him for my focus, even if it’s dismal and repetitive!
I thank my Devotion for restoring my life and my place in the Book of Life.
I thank my Savior for setting me free.
I thank my Healer for not caring about the gay-scandals, the lies and deceits, the hopes broken and the dreams shattered, and just taking me as I am.
I thank my Redeemer for the truth, the renewed hope, the remade dreams, and taking me as I am!
I thank God for letting me dance in the freedom I know.
I thank God for NationStates, the blog, the Commonwealth, the Dominion, and the quirky and zany things happening.
I thank God for the change that has rocked my world.
So we’re going back. And? I’m still reluctant. (Like if that was a surprise-no attitudes intended ) But at least, my life is aligned to God’s will, and God’s will ONLY. I will rest, indeed, with the knowledge that He will return all what has died- and He will do this to the rest of us, too. If God wants us to stay, or if God wants us to leave, then we’re not so helpless to the iron. The chances were 50/50; now they seem 60/40. When my Master says, “Time to go”, it will be time to go. God will help me pack my bags, and I will wipe the snad of my feet. The sand is loosely built on a sole, and it leeds a little tug to get out.
I don’t know, but wiping off is harder than I expected.