Changing Seasons

    It's cooling down in the evenings, and I love it. This morning the sun is reflecting off of a big pine tree in my neighbor's yard. I'm going to have a cup of coffee on the patio before work.
    Living in a desert-like climate, I sometimes miss the dramatic seasonal changes. On the other hand, the short winters here are better for me: less chance for sliding on ice for months! The April in Indiana when we had an ice storm was enough for me...the power was out for a month, and we had to move to friends' homes because our waterbeds could not be heated, and our basement flooded without sump-pumps. Yes, south-central Washington is better!
    Life is changing for me too. I am more and more unable to take care of a home by myself, and I can't afford to hire everything done. A decision is looming. Dealing with disability and other challenges keeps humbling me, keeps me knowing I will need more and more help, just like my husband does now.
    But I thank God --- that He NEVER changes --- that people are still seeking for God and wanting to have PEACE --- that I have opportunities to share about the HOPE I have through Jesus.
    I have to trust that God is leading me through the maze of emotions, uncertainties, choices, and paths. He's never failed yet to show me His love and care.