necessary

 In the

Cold winter air

I’m reminded 

That all 

Seasons are 

Necessary

The ones

I don’t like

Are the 

Most useful

For growth

Pruning

Sowing

And reaping

May difficulty

Not scare me

But be welcomed

With open arms 

Learn

 What I’m learning

I got an unexpected gift this Christmas. It was wrapped so well. It was so pretty. I didn’t want to open it. I still have the ribbon. Christmas has been beautiful, yet tested my mettle. God is good. Even when I’m not. All the pretty exterior can’t mask inner turmoil. I’ve been in a battle with my own body and mind. And my goal for the New Year is a consistent perseverance. 

God never stops refining us. Never lets off the gas. He is the driver of my car, not me. 

Your will not mine is the hardest lesson I constantly relearn even if I don’t want to. Isn’t that how He works. 

Love Regine

Questions

 What are you making?

What are you eating?

What is bringing you joy?

Favorite Christmas gift?

Love

 It’s been mentally and physically taxing in recovery. Holidays are not great times to recover. I’m beyond cranky. Pray for me please. I write this because you all have asked that I continue to share my love and light. The fact is I’m not feeling the love and light right now. I’m a flawed human being in need of His light. God Bless you all

Merry Christmas

 Merry Christmas. The weary world rejoices. 

Sending love and light

Your way

May it

Be a day

Of joy

Hope and 

Love

Hugs

 Procedure day. Taking some days off. Love you all. God bless you all. 

Loving snail mail

Shopping at The House of Ford in Greenville, SC. They ship too. 

Good friends

Hugs

Jesus

Your turn?

exhaustion

This morning was an exhausting one to say the least. I truly hope that none of you ever become disabled or need help. I don’t have the energy to rehash it. I just hope for humanity to not experience the indignity I have.  I guess it is an inconvenience for you. Walk in my shoes for one minute. I don’t know if you could. I no longer have the luxury to give the benefit of the doubt. Silver spoons are not available for me. I’m learning what to fight. I’m starting to wonder if it is a losing battle to educate. 

We want easy. Too bad, God didn’t give me a ride on Easy Street. 

I’m not sour. I’m realistic. The rose colored glasses shatter and shatter again. I don’t know which part of me is more exhausted. Is it the physical body or the mind. 

We all say we want a simpler time. I just want a time when we weren’t so self-centered or gave a darn. Truth is something we say we want, but can’t handle. God bless you