I slowly walked up to the beautiful grand piano and set my music on the stand. I sat down- refusing to turn and face my peers who were watching my every move. I scooted forward on the bench, carefully placed my right foot on the pedal and simultaneously placed my hands on the keys. My fingers- no, my whole hands- were shaking. I don’t know if I can do this.
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It wasn't until this year, or really this past month, that I really found my "quiet place."
I wanted somewhere that I could go and be alone with God. I grab my Bible, a small notebook, and my favorite writing utensil, then hop on my bike and ride to the quiet and peaceful scenery of the woods. I spend as much time there as I can with the Lord. I do not always have time to stay for an hour; I always seem to be wishing for more time with God.. Isn't that the way it should be? I remember lying awake one night, hearing the thunder rumble outside, and thinking about all the problems I was facing in my life. Friends, family, school. The list goes on and on!
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AuthorGod has given me a love for people and a passion to write. I love that the sky shows the creativity of our loving Maker, don't you? I hope you will join me on this journey through life exploring the beautiful creation God has made and the lessons that He is teaching me through it all. Categories
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