tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34291366739184238572011-12-13T00:28:49.434-05:00footsteps upon woolknitting wordsredmittenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953408680205313377noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3429136673918423857.post-25724019790813492972011-12-13T00:07:00.001-05:002011-12-13T00:08:40.773-05:00A New Thing<blockquote class="tr_bq"> <em>Isaiah 43:19 </em><br /><em></em><br /><em><br /></em><br /><em>See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland. </em></blockquote><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Another birthday. A new year. I have gone so long without hope...no dreams, no aspirations, nothing to look forward to...I have been sleep-walking through my life. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And while I still don't know what to hope for, I am hoping that I will find hope again...dreaming that I may dream again...</span><br /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The promise of perhaps receiving a promise in the days to come has opened up to me. It's not much to go on, but it's enough for now. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A crust of bread to a starving man means everything.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3429136673918423857-2572401979081349297?l=redmittens-redmittens.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>redmittenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01953408680205313377noreply@blogger.com0