I'm in his hands...

A good friend died this week - a stroke and gone. I thank God for him and pray for his family.

Another good friend is suffering physically, he can't quit the booze, he admitted same to me recently.

I want so much to do something, it's a better alternative than running - but what can I do? I seek God, I bring people before God, and God will do his work, in me as to what I should or shouldn't do, and with others.

the carpenter picks up the saw
and walks toward me again.
i shudder and gasp, “why?
why is he torturing me like this?”
but then, after the blade
has done its work, i realize that
in the hands of a master carpenter,
no piece of wood is safe
from becoming a masterpiece.

Steven James

I'm off to SARoots this weekend. We will be attentive to God, his creation, his people, his word for us.