My sister only reads the first sentences of my blogs as they post to Facebook.
Things are happening; great and exciting things that I can’t speak about because I don’t want to count my chickens before they hatch. I’m sitting on my hands while God hatches the chickens and then I will rejoice over the chicks, but before then I’m trying to be calm and willing for whatever ends up happening but IT. IS. SO. HARD.
I can’t write anymore or I’ll tell you about the things.
The secret things that haven’t happened.
But they are coming soon!