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
Tuesday, 25 June 2013
First Draft by Susan L.
You'd think these lessons would be so ingrained: cast your cares upon the Lord and that prayers will be answered. My blog is late because I spent about five hours this morning on the first draft of my story for the general meeting next month.
I had been feeling anxious that I couldn't seem to face it. It is an emotionally charged subject. However, in rereading it now, it feels a bit fluffy. How do I compress a decade, a lifetime into ten minutes?
" Cause me to know the way in which I should walk, for I lift my soul to You." Ps 143:8
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