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29 July 2025

 

It's been a few days since I sat here to write. A lot has occurred in a short time. My friend was married and is starting his new life with his mate. Every Nov. the lot rent here raises and this year it raised by twice as much, so I made the decision to sell and move back to Idaho. Cheryl and I are looking for a place we can share together. God has done a great healing of things that were between us. My brother is struggling with married life and strong emotions. A friend of mine in Nebraska passed away and I couldn't afford to be there.

Life has so many twists and curves, hills, valleys and mountains. It also presents us with mountain top experiences where we soar with the eagles like the bible says. Personally, I like the mountain tops. LOL

I have been packing up my whole household, one room at a time, by myself. It didn't used to be so hard. I'm praying that this is going to be my last move. It is a difficult and body injuring task at 75 years old. )o: But, when God opens the door for me to leave AZ., I will be ready to go, not trying to do it all in one fell swoop in a hurry.

I don't know what kind of domicile God will plant us in, but I know it will house Him with us and thereby make it grand in our eyes. He's so good to us and loves us so much! Everyday I feel so privileged to go before Him in all His holiness and righteousness, and tell Him of my love for Him....hug Him, feel Him smile at me. His word says He sings over me. I can hardly wait to hear Him singing!!

As for me......I believe.....  

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