It's been quiet here on this blog. Boring even. I want to write but not about chores and laundry. I want the ideas to flow freely from my brain to my fingertips but they will not come. There is an inky blackness. An overwhelming lack of creativity and coherent thought. God is teaching me in this. All that is good here in this space comes from Him. He is the generator of my ideas. He puts my words together. Now He chooses to be quiet and so must I. When I hear His still, small voice once again, I will be back.
This week, I let a kindergarten kid play with my iPhone to coax him into the tutoring classroom. I set up a plan for dealing with this ongoing issue and consulted with his mama. She’s a tough one to get to know, his mama, but I try. This week, I promised two little boys I would pick them up on Friday and take them to my house. This week, on a crazy afternoon, a granny asked me for alcohol and I thought. I wish! I could use a swig . But that's not what she meant. She was looking for rubbing alcohol or hydrogen peroxide to take care of an injured kid. A few months ago, we were awkward because we didn't know each other but now the awkwardness is gone and I can’t help but hug her every time I see her. I love that granny. This week, I dropped off a little girl and shook hands with her father. His hand was dry, he had a tattoo on his neck and he's just fresh from jail. He asked how his daughte...
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You bless you so. Thanks for your example and obedience to God.
Much love,
Angela
Sometimes it's good to stop talking.
You're right. Charity's thoughts on this subject are very good.
Kate
steph.
Miss you, though!
I understand...and completely agree, all that I write comes from HIM...to encourage and bless..
peace,
lori
Part of my favorite verse is Zephaniah 3:17
He will quiet you with His love...
I'll miss you and be back when you have your words again!
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