coffee, laundry and Obama

Laundry is piling up. I should be making that bed downstairs.

Drinking a cold cup of coffee. Thinking about the text my cousin sent me earlier in the morning. She, being a new Christian, asked me if I thought Obama was the Anti-Christ. I thought for a moment before I answered. I was on the road at the time of her text and taking my daughter to school, so I had time to think before I answered her.

"Rather than trying to figure out who the Beast is," I responded "maybe it would be a better idea to focus on Jesus?"

My first blog

God's Mighty Hand was on me today.

I really didn't think it was.

When I asked for Him to reveal Himself through me today, I did not realize that He would do it in a way that would unearth the dirt only He could see. My own journey as a single parent, knowing who I am (as I always change, He does not), who God is molding me to be, has been a healing one. Difficult at times, but healing.