Friends of hope

This weekend was the first weekend my girls stayed with their dad. I went and stayed with some friends. It is amazing how God works both had flannel sheets for the beds,both offered inviting movies and both offered a hug and tea. Memories of days in my childhood flooded in. The warm sheets the warm home the pots of flowers that I use to draw perhaps a part of me was reawakening from the sleep of time. Perhaps a new dawn was been birthed in me.
Whatever you are going through there is a door that leads to find you and loving who you will become. As I put on cornfielddreams I am reading a book about Psalm 27 take a moment to read it too. Perhaps it will encourage you. I hope so.
Wishing you lots of tasty English Delights.