Need

I was wakeful in the night (a trend?), and found myself pouting, “Please, God, I need sleep!” Instantly, truth came flooding in. I would like sleep, but what I need—all I need—is God. It’s so easy to get hung up on self. I guess that would be another fungus (as introduced on Saturday) that threatens FROGging. I did get a reasonable amount of sleep anyway, but I especially appreciate the reminder that God is the really important One.

He led us to a fine worship service yesterday morning, and gave us a beautiful day. This morning is the most beautiful yet, but it’s only 22 degrees F outside, so we’ll be enjoying it with our eyes for the first part of the day. Yesterday we finally went for a walk in the mall because the beach was too windy. We also ate a fabulous seafood dinner at The Calabash. (The dinner and the walk are essentially related, one necessitating the other.)

Last evening we laughed our way through at least two hours of the comedy of the late Victor Borge. The best thing going is the loving conversation among us.

Have a great day.

Carol