I am looking forward to a new lifestyle. I don't want to live in "tomorrow" but making plans is always in my head.

It makes the work of today enjoyable. It helps to see at least a bit of the big picture to keep the (positive) momentum up. I know God has His hand on my life, and I want to be ready when He says, "Now!"

It is a wonderful thing to know He is in control-- and I just have to remain faithful.

The weekend was unusal; and, of course, not long enough. My nose was in the books most of the time, and I still have so much to do. The good thing is I will be on the other side of this eventually--it's not a forever!

I keep praying for patience as God works out His perfect plan. There are things He wants to teach me on this new journey (my course studies), and I need to surrender my timing of wanting this tied up neatly before winter's end. Life right now is spinning again, and I need to slow down my wishes before I lose all semblance of well being.

Again, Father, I give my life to You.

I am feeling so much better; rest is a wonderful thing!

The scale hasn't moved in weeks. The last thirty pounds will not want to leave their happy home (of many years!) without a battle. I am in no hurry, other than wanting to bring my blood pressure lower and my cholesterol lower. My doctor thinks I need some help in those areas, but I still want to give my body a year to adjust, which means May 5.

I see all the positive things God has shown me; I know He will continue leading me.

I'm having a hard time juggling all my morning activities, thus no post for some time.
I started one two mornings ago but lost it somehow in the "save now" department. Yesterday I ended up in the doctor's office before work, so no post. What a time!

I've been having to wear a corn pad about six months over my little left toe, and it really flared up over the last few days. I had to have it lanced (a big OUCH!!!) yesterday to release the bloody pressure, and the doctor also dug out the seed causing the corn pain. I may be suffering with gout. The blood work will tell for sure.

I am thanking God for His constant watch over me.

It's been an interesting week; I don't know how God is going to use it.

How much longer I am going to work is in God's hands. My focus is not on an agenda that is tangible. (That only brings frustration.) The inclination that comes natural is to arrange the ducks in a nice, straight line----

but God is teaching me a better way!

It's already Thursday. Time does not allow for dawdling.

What I was to do last night, I didn't. I went to bed at a normal time last night and should be able finish the test tonight. I'm trying not to get caught up in the frenzy of my over-stacked plate but just steadily move forward at what is before me. When done the right way, there is still the indwelling peace.

I will be doing something with every twenty-four hours, so why be overwhelmed?

Trying to keep all the plates up and spinning is quite a feat! Of course, something is going to suffer.

The last few weeks it has been slothful eating habits. I've grabbed what I could at work, which is very little raw. Yesterday for lunch, though, I made a nice veggie wrap with goat cheese. I felt very good about it. (Alas, supper was a "grab and go.") Today my focus is back to good health; that cannot slip away.

I'm thankful God only lets me drift so far--He never fails.

As I was sitting before my books last night (wondering where to start), God gave me a gift. It was as if He spoke to me.

I was turning the pages forward, looking at new information, when the thought came to me to go back, not ahead. So, I spent the evening reviewing and now feel more confident in entering the next chapter. Another life-lesson taught--take small bites, not large ones.

My confidence is not in myself, but in a God who "will never leave me or forsake me."

My posts have become somewhat spotty. My life has shifted into a higher gear, one I need to adjust to.

Looking ahead is daunting, so I try not to focus there--instead, on what is in front of me. I'm in a hurry to get to "point B" in my life, but it is causing much anxiety--and I know that is not from God. So, with a deep breath, I place this all in my Father's hands and concentrate on excellence, not on swiftness.

How wonderful it is to have such a caring, loving God.

What a wonderful opportunity to welcome in a new year.

The slate is clean; it is the first day of "new beginnings." I like that. It's a feeling of "the sky's the limit." (There will be more stretching times, of course, but that is the refining times.)

God's plan will be further revealed, another piece put into place.