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Bitter turns sweet

"I have work for you."

That phrase echoes from last fall.

I had no idea what that meant.

How could I?

It's work...

Finding you.

And it's work...

this surrendering to you.

And it's work...

dying to my own desires and not letting my emotions get the best of me

as I home school,

as I have a college-age boy living back at home,

as I wonder where this nomad life we live will lead us next.

Quite honestly -

some days

or moments,

it is a lot of work.

And I don't think I want to work,

at least not this hard.

Work, which is defined as the "sustained physical or mental effort to overcome obstacles and achieve an objective or result, OR the labor, task, or duty that is one's accustomed means of livelihood OR a specific task, duty, function, or assignment often being a part or phase of some larger activity."

Nothing comes easy, they say.

The water of life is sometimes bitter, I say.

Very bitter.

Yet I'm afraid I've the one that made it that way.

Just like the Israelites…