I was planning to post this tomorrow, but tomorrow is promised to no one. If I’m here, I’m here, if not–at least I got a chance to say, Merry Christmas, one last time.
Reality set in as I watched the news at 5:00 a.m. this morning and it made me realize, I don’t control my tomorrows. Now, I plan to be around until I’m 95, but I have no idea what God’s plans are.
So, I’m spending the rest of the day in bed, resting my body and brain–trying to relieve the pressure of a sinus condition, but I’ll return to my normal habit–as long as it fits with God’s plans, when I rise in the morning.
Love to love you, all!
Jesus is alive and well in my soul and I love to praise His name!