While I’m here, I pray and ask to be stilled when frenzied and nudged to your side when I stray; restrained from my lower instincts of perceived survival, or following entertainment when it is at the expense of others or my own personal Rule of Life.
A few have asked, “How’s that 40:60 thing working out for you?”
Truthfully? Not like I had hoped. It seems there is more concrete of past thinking, beliefs and behaviors that need busting up and that’s never a pretty sight. Not comfortable at all. It seems God keeps pointing me towards a new direction and view of what is in need of seeing, accepting, surrendering and healing. Continue reading 40:60 Busting Up Concrete→
The 40:60 Campaign, or forty days to turning 60 years, started with a panic in facing my next birthday. A biggie. The big 6-0. All birthdays, even the mundane crossings from 33 to 34, or 56 to 57, stir up a need to reflect and repent. Yes, repent – for what I didn’t get done, what dress size I either grew out-of or didn’t reduce-to, or what book stayed still stuck in my dreams. Continue reading The 40:60 Campaign→
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