Extending over miles along the border of New Mexico and Texas lies a road chased by railroad tracks and a small sign with one word upon it...Progress. I could only chuckle as we drove by it on our 10 hour drive. I could only hope that on the way back the Lord would somehow show me where the sign was to take a picture. It was upon my birthday we ventured home and the great look-out began for this beloved sign. When Bryan saw it, I was elated! I knew it symbolized so much on my birthday. So there is a sign called Progress, a hope that runs as long as that road home and even some more. God has stood by me and I have found my way. He is my rock and my strength and my refuge is in God.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Progress
Extending over miles along the border of New Mexico and Texas lies a road chased by railroad tracks and a small sign with one word upon it...Progress. I could only chuckle as we drove by it on our 10 hour drive. I could only hope that on the way back the Lord would somehow show me where the sign was to take a picture. It was upon my birthday we ventured home and the great look-out began for this beloved sign. When Bryan saw it, I was elated! I knew it symbolized so much on my birthday. So there is a sign called Progress, a hope that runs as long as that road home and even some more. God has stood by me and I have found my way. He is my rock and my strength and my refuge is in God.
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you are an amazing woman! and I agree with you in Spirit- progress for you, for me ;) We are all on a journey and have to, have to move in the right direction.
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