What the storms taught me
Notes to Self & Voice Memos
I have several letters, cards, and notes pinned to my wall where I write, think, and pray. My spare bedroom, turned office, is almost dorm-room-like, with collages of things that inspire me and reflect who I want to be. Every once in a while, one of the notebook pages pinned to my wall will flap in the wind and catch my attention for a while.
This is the one that got my attention today. A note that I wrote in my notebook but ripped out, so it could take its well-deserved wall space.
When you can look in the rearview and suddenly understand what you were being prepared for - that is where the magic lies. That’s where the possibilities are endless…..
*continued below with voice recording bonus*