Dear Diary and Friends,
As treasurer of the church I attend, I like to keep the church well stocked on necessary items. A couple of weeks ago I bought a package of really nice pens for the church, with permission, using the church money. As I was putting them away I thought to myself how nice it would be to have one of those pens. I instantly felt the weight of darkness upon me. Mentally I had put myself in a place of feeling lack and fear, feeling like I couldn’t afford to buy a nice pen for myself and thinking I could just take one little pen from the church and no one would care.
Hold up cowgirl! I immediately stopped my mind and put the brakes that whole ridiculous thought process. Seriously was I so poor that I couldn’t buy myself a nice pen and needed to steal one from God? I laughed to myself, “of course I had more than enough to buy a nice pen and NO I did not need to steal one now or ever”. The weight left me and I was light once again. Ahhh, that’s better.
I asked Pastor Pam if I could borrow one of the nice new church pens until I made it to the store to buy one for myself. Pam said, “of course!” So I borrowed the pen and was very conscious about returning it. A few days later I was on a walk with Angel. I happened to randomly look down and there on the road next to my foot was a beautiful black pen. A very fancy one with a light at one end. I picked it up and it was in perfect condition. I laughed with joy and yelled thank you, thank you, thank you! I love it! What a wonderful gift. I wasn’t expecting that! Wow, wow, wow!!
Thank you for light.
Thank you for a fantastic pen.
Thank you for guidance.
Thank you for blades of grass.
Thank you for security.
Thank you for faith.
Thank you for drops of dew.
Thank you for crisp morning air.
I appreciate y’all being a part of my life.