|
Looking backward, I can see God's hand on my life, pushing here,
protecting there, correcting at times and blessing at times, bliss at
some times, heartbreak at others. I think they call it experience. Terry I like the country music song, “The
Broken Road”. It makes me think about how God uses even our heartbreaks and
disappointments to draw us closer to Him. iz Rascal
Flatts - Bless The Broken Road Lyrics I set out on a
narrow way many years ago Hoping I would
find true love along the broken road But I got lost
a time or two Wiped my brow
and kept pushing through I couldn't see
how every sign pointed straight to you Every long
lost dream lead me to where you are Others who
broke my heart they were like northern stars Pointing me on
my way into your loving arms This much I
know is true That God
blessed the broken road That led me
straight to you I think about
the years I spent just passing through I'd like to
have the time I lost and give it back to you But you just
smile and take my hand You've been
there you understand It's all part
of a grander plan that is coming true Every long
lost dream lead me to where you are Others who
broke my heart they were like northern stars Pointing me on
my way into your loving arms This much I
know is true That God
blessed the broken road That led me
straight to you http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Rascal-Flatts/Bless-The-Broken-Road.html
From: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
[mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On
Behalf Of Terry Clifton [EMAIL PROTECTED]
wrote: so, when I was a
kid, I thought I might be a cowboy ......
really. How 'bout you. Rhinestone,
or drug store, or real? It's not too late for the first two. All
you need is a pair of boots and a big hat. And I really kinda of thought I would get old
with my sister hanging around. I never
really thought that I would live long enough to get old. My dad died when
he was thirty-seven, and since he was bigger and stronger and smarter than me,
I could not imagine living longer than he did. Did God save the best for the
last? I think not. In some ways, yes. In other
ways, no. What we have is paid for now. That sure beats trying to
get by on a shoestring. We can afford to eat out on weekends now.
That beats beanie weenies at home. The last part of our marriage is much
better than was the first part. We have learned to be content with what
God has given and no longer try to keep up with the Jones'. I am not
hoping to find the right woman and have learned to be more impressed with inner
beauty than in what I see in the flesh. Reality has a way of preparing us
for those things that , in our innocence,
were furthest from our mind.
Looking backward, I can see God's hand on my life, pushing here,
protecting there, correcting at times and blessing at times, bliss at
some times, heartbreak at others. I think they call it experience. Terry |
