Mme Delacroix is writing Christmas Cards to 43Ters
and read a bunch of the prayers that I had written to God during transition-times, and discovered that I like the way this young girl sounds. I LIKE me; She sounds nice, and cheerful, and hopeful and reliant on God, and trusting in His ability and authority over her life. Wow. What a discovery… Despite my greatest fears, maybe I’m not such a basket-case afterall. It’s good to know that, at least, in my most trying moments, my reaching out and pleas with God are actually filled with praise and worship and not faced upon my own problems at all. In fact, they are only naming the problems in order to give them over to Him.
Lord, I lay my cares and worries at your feet this morning. Please take care of my heart today. Please let me not be humiliated, but let today ring /sing in my heart for many days to come because of your blessings and faithfulness. I know that you are near Lord, thank you, Amen.

