I really want to post about my life lately. Really want to put into print my emotions. At this juncture, I just can't do it. Something about putting it into writing seems so concrete. So final.
I just can't do it.
Maybe soon.
Maybe not.
Don't know.....and I guess that's ok.
I'll leave this instead:
I cannot read His future plans;
But this I know;
I have the smiling of His face
And all the refuge of His grace
While here below, while here below.
Enough! This covers all my wants!
And so I rest.
For what I cannot, He can see.
And in His care, I saved shall be.
Forever blest, forever blest.
--George Stebbins
