There was one Sunday morning, much like any other, when we were running late on our way to our home fellowship meeting. I was frustrated with myself because I was (again) the cause of our tardiness. I said to Ron, "You'd think that by the time I was 52, I would have figured things out and not still be struggling with the same issues over and over again!" And Ron responded something like, "It doesn't matter how old you are; you will always be learning."
My pride has been broken. I thought that I knew the right plan . . . and yet it wasn't.
I have learned that sometimes I need to let go of my ideals.
I have learned anew the value of having His Word hidden in my heart.
I have learned to reach out more, to be more vulnerable, to be needy.
I Samuel 3:18