I take comfort in knowing that if God has marriage in mind for me it will be better than my daydreams.* If He doesn't, that will be better too. It's been a long road to get to a place where I trust God enough with my future and my heart that I can write this, believe it, and not delete it out of fear it may actually come true. God knows my desire to marry and raise a family. If you've been around here much, you know it too. But I know that God can shape and refine the desires of my heart for my good and the good of His kingdom. I'm realizing that it's no mistake that we often talk about comfort in terms of "finding" or "taking" it. Comfort isn't something that accidentally appears in your life. Comfort requires action. Sometimes that action is on the part of others through prayer, hugs, shoulders to cry on, or ears to hear. I wrote that first part over a year ago. As it turns out, I could write it, but not quite post it y...
I hope your rambles have been sweet and your reveries spacious. - Emily Dickinson