Frailties

She talks to me in a strange monotone or a hyper British accent. And she provides correction when I veer off into some random fairy tale land in my head and miss my turn, and realize that, sigh, I am lost again.

I am talking about the GPS. I am so grateful to have this device of the twenty-first century. I have never had a great sense of direction. People tell me things like: “Go North or East,” and honestly, I just don’t get it. My brain doesn’t process it.

This is one of my many weaknesses. The Lord knows we are frail, and we need his assistance in many areas.

The verse, Psalm 103:13-14, is my guiding verse for this blog.

It says: "As a father shows compassion to his children, so the Lord shows compassion to those who fear him. For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust."
The Lord made me and knows that I am not up to snuff in a lot of areas. But he says: "It’s okay, child. I am going to guide you through your life. It’s alright that you can’t do it all.”

This brings me a lot of peace.