I Bi Dem: Woman, Wife, Mother

For about 3 years I drove at least 35 minutes to and from work every working day. I was often alone and so had time to reflect on and learn a lot of things.   My husband complains that I speed, but believe me, it is just a perception. I don't think I speed at all. You just need to see all the cars that overtake me. And that is where the lesson I learnt comes in. Sometimes, I think I am below the speed limit because cars speed past me. I stay in the slow lane and try to increase my speed only to discover that I am already above the speed limit. Some days it's the opposite; I feel I am speeding only to realize I am not. I only know my true speed when I look at the speedometer; the movements of the cars around me do not offer a fair or truthful assessment of my speed. I felt the Lord telling me that that is the way I live - using unreliable measures to gauge my life and failing to reach His standards or going above to do things He has not called me to do.   We measure ho

Hope is being on bended knees Even when it appears That the heavens are shut over you When it appears to grow worse Than better Hope is remaining there And seeing beyond the now The veil; knowing that the covering The quietness is but a preparation for an ensemble Building up from a note to a full orchestra. Hope is staying there Not leaving but staying there No matter what Hope is staying with God Keeping your gaze on Him. Reaching out without seeing But confident that you won't fall. What is hope to you? Please share with me. I BI Dem