Jesus is funny.
Someone called me today telling me that they had a delivery of flowers for me, but they needed to confirm my address. My first thought? Oh dear, someone's trying to prank me... or rob me. I'm not going to give out my address to a stranger. So I gave my apartment number, but not the address, and held my breath.
Then the doorbell rang. Who was it? A sweet, old lady, with beautiful flowers in her hands. Mom sent me flowers to celebrate me coming on full time staff.
Ok Jesus. I get it. I'll stop thinking worst-case-scenario and actually let you love me. :)
1 comments:
:) Moments like those... why can't we remember them when we're sad? We should each start a journal and fill it with moments like that. Then, when we are sad, we can open it at read one and maybe remember that there is good.
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