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Be Thou My Vision

For years now God has planted in my brain thoughts and ideas that I felt might need to be shared. As of late, almost everything I see and do translates in my mind into a "devotional" of sorts. After publishing one of these on my Facebook account, I was encouraged to start publishing some of my thoughts. I've often dreamt of writing a book, but it seemed much too daunting of a task. Maybe it's much like the eating an elephant analogy, one bite at a time. It seems much more feasible to just post in small pieces some of these nuggets from God and we'll see what happens from here.

Until now I have wondered why anyone would care to read about me or what I think. Truthfully, I still wonder that! We all have a story, why would mine be of significance? We all have thoughts and revelations why would mine be significant? However, as I grow older and find myself in a totally unexpected place, I see so much more clearly just how God has been weaving together the people, places, struggles, both the tears and joys of my life into one beautiful tapestry.

The last few few years have been for me and mine significantly challenging. My story has taken quite unexpected turns. They have been years of turmoil, with almost everything in my comfortable life being turned upside down. God, the Potter, has smashed the previous version that I was and is shaping me into the vessel that He desires me to be. Has it hurt, you bet! In truth, I've resisted the remolding process, but God will have it no other way than to have me be completely his. I can truthfully say now that I am thankful for his insistence, patience, and his boundless love for me

During this time of reshaping the song, "Be Thou My Vision" became very significant to me. Every time I have sung it the tears flow. It has given me comfort and strength. Thus the name for this blog. I can only pray that if you are led to read the ramblings of this fellow pilgrim that you find hope, encouragement, or maybe even a laugh to help you as you travel this life too.
So join me there's more to come.

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