Reading my own stories as I work on my book editing, stirs something so deep within me. Memories. Dreams. What was. What was hoped to have been.

But, I love reading them because, now, I can clearly see what was veiled back then.  I see God’s hand at work, His secret plans at times and His purposed pain for our good.

And so it is for my today. And for yours.  God writes in blue.