God Speaks... & sometimes there's more to come

Last year, I spent most of my days with a group of girlfriends.

We did everything together. Moms, with our little ones in tow.

We formed something sacred and special I will never forget.

Something that has since ended, leaving me still, shell-shocked

and content these days being on my own.

The wild turkey, 

who usually roam in pairs of females with their poults,

could be seen last year throughout the day, 

crossing our yard, drive and street. 

They roamed as a pack of five moms, with a total of 19 babies.

These were unusual numbers and caused 

quite the excitement in our neighborhood.

 I imagined this could only lead to another year of the same,

if not more.

This year, I can't help but feel the tinge of correlation

between myself and the only female turkey we've seen yet.

A single turkey (a new type of unusual)

who roams alone, day and night through our wood.

Our kindred nature draws me to her condition.

I wonder about her story. How she came to roam, alone. 

I wonder about how He will use this bird again 

when this perseverance has finished it's work in me.

And when I find a lone seed, half out of dirt,

the sprouting of new life from within brings Truth:

I do.

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He fell in love with her~

the foster kittens' mama.

Who would have thought, those kittens

would not be the ones to steal his heart?

For as many times as he'd prayed 

to God for his very own cat, 

sorrow filled his heart when the time came to let go.

Days passed, and we visited the shelter where the kittens were

awaiting their adopting families, without their mama.

Their mama who was to be picked up by her rescuer, days earlier.

Much to our surprise, that mama cat was there!

She was hiding under a cage, 

scared, hurting from surgery, and lost.

Lost without her boy...

her boy, whose every dream of a forever cat

came true when we immediately adopted her 
and brought her home with us!

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And lastly this week,

if you recall the camera dilemma,

it turned out that this story, too, was not over 
when it first seemed that the door was closed.


The day after I wrote that post, I got a call from a web artist

who included me as the sole photographer for a commercial shoot 

in a bid he had placed, months prior.

After I had given him my quote for the job

I thought nothing more of it. 

I assumed by this time, someone else 

had gotten the contract. 

It turned out that not only did the guy get the contract, 

but we would need to schedule the photo shoot

within the month!

My profit from this opportunity would more than cover

half the cost of the kind of camera I would

now have to purchase to do this kind of work.

Combined with the profit I would make in

photographing a wedding the last weekend in May,

my dream camera would be well paid for!

And so...

my new baby.

What areas of your life are you waiting on God's 

good and perfect finishing touches?

Where are you celebrating the "more" that came

from what once seemed to have passed?

I love to read your stories! :)