This is the victory that has overcome the world, even our faith

It is easy to love Him when the blue is in the sky,
When the summer winds are blowing, and we smell the roses nigh;
There is little effort needed to obey His precious will
When it leads through flower-decked valley, or over sun-kissed hill.

It is when the rain is falling, or the mist hangs in the air,
When the road is dark and rugged, and the wind no longer fair,

When the rosy dawn has settled in a shadowland of gray.
That we find it hard to trust Him, and are slower to obey.

It is easy to trust Him when the singing birds have come,
And their songs of praise are echoed in our heart and in our home.
But it's when we miss the music, and the days are dull and drear,
That we need a faith triumphant over every douubt and fear.

And our blessed Lord will give it; what we lack He will supply;
Let us ask in faith believing--on His promises rely;
He will ever be our Leader, whether smooth or rough the way,
And He will prove Himself sufficient for the needs of every day.


Trusting even when it appears you have been forsaken; praying when it seems your words are simply entering a vast expense where no one hears and no one hears and n voice answers; believing that God's love is complete and that He is aware of your circumstances, direction and not caring for life or moving one inch in response to your petitions; desiring only what God's hands have planned for you; waiting patiently while seemingly starving to death, with your only fear being that your faith might fail--"this is the victory that has overcome the world"; this is genuine faith indeed.
                                                            -George MacDonald

Where to begin

I always thought how nice it would be to start a blog to write out my thoughts and such and yet I never seemed to ever get around to it. But it still seems like a very good idea but knowing how and where to start. ... I may still need to give it some time as to what I will actually write. I would hate to seem like I was complaining or whining but where else do I get to share my thoughts and feelings. I always seem to be the one that people can come to and share things with but where is my person? An actual physical person? I can't really talk to my husband sometimes.... I am a woman after all and sometimes he doesn't get what I am feeling. And to be honest, he is a man and he doesn't always listen fully. I don't like to stereotype people but it seems to be the norm. Alas so is my dilemma. Well at least I have begun and don't know where things will lead but it is a start and only time will tell as to what will be next time. And until then... adieu