Write the Letter

Today started like any other day. A race out the door, kids in tow and coffee in hand. Prayers sent up to the skies asking the Lord to guide my every move, to order every moment. I’m asking for divine intervention if I try to move ahead of him, yet motivation enough to continue pressing forward. And to be honest with y’all, finding a delicate balance between the two. This is a hard one for me! But, I’m learning. And I’m sure the Lord is simply smiling (and maybe even giggling) at my continued requests for an anointed pace.