The Black River is a journey in faith. It delves into an exploration of life: from the calm, clear waters of the good days, the mundane, to the swirling eddies and deep waters of issues that face every one of us. Thank you for visiting this site. You can contact me personally at: godandtheblackriver@gmail.com
Saturday, 12 January 2013
Wake Up Call by Susan L.
Hope is that intangible sense of something that lifts our hearts into a place beyond our own mortality.
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Now I've officially started working at the Krasman Centre I realize how much it means to have a job. Maybe it's a cultural thing but I don't believe so. We all need to work at something. .
Oh. That was my culture talking!
I may have not gotten a paycheck but I have never worked on anything as hard as I worked on my recovery. That was my job. My focus was my survival. And something else. I never would have known how God looks after us in so many ways. He provided for me and I didn't have to raise a finger.
"A time to break doen, and a time to build up," Ecc 3:3
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