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From Here to There



If life is a journey then I had better make sure that the path that I am on will take me to where I want to end up! 



 1.  Take a Good Hard Look Around.  Where am I?  What path am I on?  Will this path lead to where I want to end up?   How do I get from here to there without a good look at here?  No pretending in life!  I can't wish it or hope it to happen.  I have to get on the ride road!

2.  Follow the Leader!  In all aspects of life there is someone who knows more than me!  But in life I want to follow God's leading.  In order to do that I have to submit to His way.  How's that going?  Am I on the path I want to be on and yet expect God to get me somewhere else?  "God give me a great marriage or a great relationship with my children."  And yet....I live only for myself.  Or I wish I could lose weight and yet eat like there is no tomorrow.  Sound familiar to anyone?

3.  First, Be Still.  I used to tell my wiggly boys to STOP and we used it as an acronym to Stop. Think. Overcome. Praise.   Boy if I would do that more often!








4.  Joy in the Journey.  Rejoice!  Not a loopy happy that pretends everything is o.k.  Joy.  Joy based on who we are following.  Joy in the good times and Joy in the tough times.  A joy based on God and not on a circumstance. 


5.  Provisions For The Way.  God provides.  If I get on the right road, listen and follow the leader, work hard along the way,  be still and not try to do it my way and focus on the joy..... God provides daily what I need.


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