Today

So far no one is following this particular blog but I'm gonna post anyhow. I like it! It's fun!
Remember when we were kids and some of our friends kept diaries? Later, in high school and college some of us were required to keep a journal for one class or another. I was never very good at either one; diaries nor journals that is. Blogging (is that correct terminology?) is like a journal of sorts for me and I'm glad I can stick with it. The truth is I only post when something is on my mind/heart to share with you. I do have a few specific people who I desperately hope will read this blog. I won't mention any names just now though. Then there are folks I do not know (yet) and maybe never will. Maybe YOU :o). Regardless, I have faith that whomever is meant to read/follow this little endeavor will be led to do so.

Whew! Enough already. On to today's post.

Late this afternoon I found myself driving north on Hwy. 101 toward Newport. The day was beautiful for touring the Oregon coast. As I often mention in my tweets over in Twitterville, however, nearly every day is fabulous in this part of the country. The trip was not merely one for sightseeing though. We adopted a guinea pig and I had to collect her. She's a gal-pal for our first guinea pig, Sammy. His now "wife", Honey, I've been assured is too old to have babies. HA! I'll believe that when I don't see them...the babies, that is.
Driving along the coast here is incrediable. The way the mist hangs in the trees reminds me of the fluffy, "angel hair" stuff some folks decorate with at Christmas. Do you know the stuff I'm talking about? I've always thought the trees and grass are a deeper, richer green on days like today, just after a slight rain. This time of year little gift shops are open. Some high-end but most the perverbial "mom & pop" stores, faithfully welcoming visitors year after year. No stopping and shopping today, though. I arrived at my destination, gathered up girl guinea pig, and headed home.
I did stop along the way to shoot some pictures. I cannot begin to describe what the ocean means to me and how it stirs my soul whenever I stand before it. I won't even try to put it into words. Those of you who share my love for the sea already know what I'm saying. Photos taken, briny air breathed into my lungs, and I was homeward bound again. What an unexpected day. What a blessed day.

God is good all the time. He is infinately patient, slow to anger, quick to forgive. My "best" days following my own plans were/are no where near as awesome as pursueing those things God sets before me to do. Whatever you do for a living, whereever you are in the world, in life, which path are you on? Which path am I on? Have we asked God if what we're doing is what He wants for us? Are we using the talents He's given us to draw folks to Him and to glorify Him? I pray we are. I ask Him daily for His guidence. Often His path is not easy and doesn't appear desirable. In the end, though, His way is always the best way and I'm always blessed beyond imagination. Is your career/job the one God wants for you? Are you singing, acting, serving coffee and burgers for God or for yourself? Am I blogging for God or me? I pray the former is always the case. I'm really not trying to preach. I really do have a sincere burden on my heart for those of you who really don't think you need Jesus Christ and for those of you who know Him but, like all of us, struggle in your daily walk to do things His way. I don't have to know you personally to say I love you. Each of you a unique creation of the Master. Each of you created in the image of God. Regardless...I'll type it again..R-E-G-A-R-D-L-E-S-S of color, faith (or lack thereof), education, profession (or, again, lack thereof), lifestyle, wealthy or bankrupt. Each created in the image of the Creator. We may not live as He knows is best for us, but we're still precious to Him. Should anyone tell you differently, he/she is a liar. Don't buy into sham of the ages.
Peace be with you...may our loving Creator, God, draw you to Himself that you may be with Him for all eternity.

T