Wind on my face
Tonight I went for my evening stroll at sunset. The sky was brilliantly beautiful and I so enjoy the routine of a quiet half-hour/hour to myself meandering my neighborhood. As I walked tonight it was chilly enough that I wore a sweatshirt. The wind picked up and my hair blew into my eye. The implication it that my hair is long enough to blow into my face. What a blessing; it felt like a whispered promise that good things are to come.
Thanks for your encouragement and support with regard to my last post. It means a lot. You people really locked on to the high five thing; I think every message I got today included a high five!
The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still. –Exodus 14:14