This month has been spent with all the littles and manual labor. I just want to share a moment that the Lord used to really wreck me and keep me on his path.
While painting the fence; it’s a smaller version of a white picket fence, at first I was a little bitter to be painting this when it represented the “American Dream”. I had thoughts of why do I have to paint this here, Papa when I don’t even have one back home. What if I wanted to have this? Then I realized how ugly that was in my heart. Papa told me that just because that’s the “American Dream” I am not cut out for that life. he has something far greater he is making for me that will be made of gold and things we can’t even fathom. He is preparing my home in Heaven right now.
I dont want want to settle into the cookie cutter life, papa has something better.
Thanks to everyone who has been supporting me! Love yall
