Life Choices Come in all Shapes and Sizes

This morning the alarm broke through our slumber at 5 am.  Normally, this would mean that John was getting up to work on his book and I would grunt, turn over and hide comfortably under the blankets.

However, this morning was different! I woke up thinking about the history of the USA.  It was February 12, the date of my citizenship interview.  I was going to follow in the footsteps of many and make the USA my homeland.

This was not an easy choice to make.  I made it many months ago in a moment of prayer and  clarification that came from this moment.  It was time!

This morning I woke up and there was not even a second of indecision.  The morning went smoothly.  The government official was friendly and easy-going.  This made the time very pleasant and even fun.  He handed me a sheet of paper and asked me to read the word he showed me.  Congratulations!!!

The picture I have in my mind from this morning is a room filled with people, all different, yet all wanting to be citizens of this country.  Everyone has a story and God knows this story intimately.

Psa 139: 1-7  To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David.

O LORD, you have searched me and known me!
You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from afar.
You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways.
Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O LORD, you know it altogether.
You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high; I cannot attain it.
Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence?


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