The Flow

Each day has a flow to it that usually is not appreciated until it's over. Much like a good book we think we know how it's going to end but we're never quite sure until we get there. Sometimes we're right and other times not so much. We can be wonderfully lifted or horribly crushed. One thing for sure, we're not in control. Never were, and never will be. So I'll rest this evening and wake tomorrow ready for whatever comes my way, and faithfully be in the flow.

Pray on...