earlier this week:
me: (at three in the morning, while on vacation)
I can't get A out of my mind. She has been on my heart and in my thoughts incessantly. I can't sleep, because I am thinking of her and her family constantly, and wanting to pray always for her.
God: (at least, I think it was God) Why don't you give her up to me...let me care for her in my arms and constant care and love....
God: Well, I am the ONE to cast all your cares on....
me: I don't know....
God: You know I Am.
me: well, o.k., but don't mess up again. A has been through a lot.
Later, about 5 in the morning. I think to myself, did I really tell God not to mess up again???
Turning Around On The Windowsill - photo taken April 2017
15 hours ago