Last week had taken an unexpected dive, felt as If I was on a runaway train to a destination I never thought would board for. Breathed a sigh of relief glad to see the end of the week and praying that my new week would be better. Blessed as I was I learned I was – in that situation, in isolation, in seclusion and on a witness protection program from God – for my own good and safety and the realisation that all I need do is press on as the Lord is the driver, and is guiding me through the rocks.
My praise report is, even though the rocks are still there, I am passing through it without any injury to myself and still with a smile on my face. He must increase, I must decrease. I have decided to stop fixing stuff for my self. It never gets fixed anyway!!