Sometimes it is just too much...
There are times when it's hard to write. Those moments when there is so much inside and there just doesn't seem to be a beginning point. Those moments when I know that I really should be snuggled up in my covers sleeping but I have too much running through my head. I look at the time and realize...yep, tomorrow is going to be a long day. "For thou art my rock and my fortress; therefore for thy name's sake lead me, and guide me" Psalm 31:3 ******************* God put those words on my heart one late night last week. I never could finish it so I saved it as a draft. It was just too much. There were a few days week when I was not sure if my Grandmother would make it. Yes, my head knows she is about 95 and has lived a long life. But, my heart is not ready to let go. A friend's mother..her cancer has come back. A friend's father has terminal cancer. Also, a precious little baby, Lily, has been on my heart c...