The writing on the wall.

If I look back at my marriage and many times in my life the old saying comes to mind the writing was on the wall. Last night I wrote this. When all is said and done who's writing is on the wall, a message about yourself, a loved one, or perhaps God wrote on your wall when you had no strength to write anything at all. I think this is true. Throughout the last three years at times I have felt zapped for strength and I think at those times he took the pen and wrote encouragement on my wall sending wonderful people my way. Like the poem footprints he carries us through those times. As the days tick to February 18th and my divorce date my heart is surely heavy and my tears just a bit more tearful I cry out to a God who I surely believe is writing on my wall a better tomorrow to come and who holds me tight. I am not saying it is easy trust me this has been the hardest road I have travelled and I would not wish it upon anyone. No one understands the intensity of it all then my brothers death was just huge. But I do believe that God takes his plume of a pen and writes with such wonderful skill our future.
I encourage you to imagine those wonderful old manuscripts to see the most wonderful beautiful things and see that that is how God see's you.
Here's to better days.
Please have a cup of tea with me today.