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Fog Walking

Sometimes I come to God in the morning - as I've promised him I will - and I struggle. I come because I love him, and because I love the way it feels being with him! But sometimes it's hard to disengage my mind from the tangled mess of life and it's focuses. It's like trying to see through a fog - catching glimpses of where I want to be, but kind of wandering here and there, off target in my attempt to reach it.


It's in moments like these, that God puts a thought into my head, and I begin to write it down. And somehow, in the crystallisation of thoughts into words, my vision clears, and I feel connected. It's like it refines my glimpses into greater definition, and I see him again!!! And my heart locks into his!! I'm thankful for the gift of writing that brings me closer to him. And for the reminders it brings me when I reread those 'memories' that pop up later!


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