During my lifetime I have discovered I am a lot of things. This past week I just shared here that I will soon be divorced. I also know other things about myself. I know that I am from English, Irish, Scottish, German roots. I am a native born Texan, but don't necessarilly think like a Texan, but very much love Texans and Texas. I am a big picture thinker more than a detail thinker....but can do details when necessary. I am a singer, artist, and avid laugher.I also have come to terms with the fact that I am part sycamore. Go figure! I know....that sounds quite strange. But it's just the truth. No, I don't grow leaves or have bark. But every time I walk by a sycamore tree and smell the unique scent it offers I stop in my tracks. It's as if the very presence of God is with me. I don't know why. I don't know how. I just know. There is something about a sycamore tree that resonates with me. I suppose it's God's gift to me, a gift to slow me down and re-direct my attention. I also believe it is God's healing balm in my life.
Today I was walking my dogs and turned the corner and there I encountered the glorious smell of sycamore. It was God's reminder that yesterday I experienced healing. The words of my sermon I discovered were for me. God's Word dug deep down in me yesterday and "richly dwelled" in my soul....so much so the gaping wound that has been threatening my life began to heal. I can breathe again because God's peace is circulating in my veins once again.
I no, I can't be "part" sycamore, but I have a passion for them because God has a passion for me.
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I stop everytime I smell dog poop, mainly to make sure it isn't on my shoe. I hope this doesn't speak to my position in God's universe!
Glad to see you are processing your family structure change. Just know that they will always be your family, as will we.
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