My battlefield is my life… I lead the charge down onto it every morning… a very conscious action… my bayonet is fixed… I am first on the field… and last to leave at night… every day… every night…. and things happen… I never know what He is going to do next…. and it doesn’t matter… what matters is that Philip stays weak and helpless and trusting only in Him… I love it… 🙂
Lost yet another pound… at 193 this morning. Looking forward to tomorrow, and my last Doctor’s visit up here in Vermont (at least till next Spring)… Jennifer sent us a picture of what awaits us on Thursday 10/5, when we pull into the driveway between their house and our apartment!
Thought you might enjoy seeing the driveway entrance to our new place… 🙂
many battles have been won out on that battlefield… to make this day possible… and… always more to be fought… but it is so easy now… 🙂
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