Bring me anything that brings You glory.
Writing is therapeutic right? Some probably can't imagine sharing details of their life like this, but I feel like I need to. Yesterday I couldn't get Mercy' Me's song, "Bring the Rain," out of my head. Specifically the line, "Bring me anything that brings You glory." I sincerely and fearfully prayed it yesterday, knowing that He was going to answer. I had a sense of impending doom all afternoon. I assumed it had to do with all the Motrin I was taking for the pinched nerve in my neck. I had also received a clue in my devotional from yesterday, looking back now, that something was about to happen. The subject matter was on closed and open doors. This morning, Seth informed me that he was let go from his job. Apparently they didn't like the fact that he was using his sick and vacation days as they accrued. Odd, since that's the reason they are given to employees. I'm not a fan of his former place of employment, never have been, but we were