Wednesday, March 11, 2009

It's not my plate, It's not my plate

I good friend (Bryan Plyer) told me one time that " that it is not my Plate" what I mean by that is, if we stop looking at ALL THE THINGS that come at us in a day and say "my plate is full I can't take any more" and remember that it is Gods plate and let him handle it we would be better off. that is how I feel this week I am trying to do Gods job and falling in my face, so with your prayers and me getting out of Gods way I am going to let him have it.
Pastor Howard has to be the best PREACHER I have every heard. he is my preacher and the closest thing I have to a dad right now, he is always there, 10 years ago this past Monday I can see him walking across the yard at my aunt Russ house in Charleston when my mom passed away to say he loved me and he has not stopped loving me. i have not called him in what seems like forever I know he get my blog and I want to tell him how much I love him. this week has been hard loosing my mom. she was always there happy to see me and happy to have me call. always just wanting to talk and let me learn by my mistakes. she always said that she wanted to stay alive long enough to see her kids have kids and 5 weeks after Grace was born she passed away. but 9 months after she left she gave me Joshua to replace her.
Sorry i got off and that tangent. Good Night

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