It may seem a little odd for me to wax poetic given my usual steady fare of Bible studies and such, but I have found myself of late just thinking about my God and how sweet He is to me.
My God has delivered me from the battle and set me in a quiet meadow with sweet-smelling flowers (actually it is a 1/2 vegetable/ 1/2 flower garden in Southern California, but stay with me here).
He has led me beside clear waters that allow me to reflect on who I was, who I have become through my recent trials and who He would have me be and how He would shape me into that person (This, of course, means more trials).
He has given me to a godly husband and a child that desires to do well with the LORD.
He has set me in the company of quality women of faith to encourage and sharpen me.
He has given me the desires of my heart as best I have been able to figure them.
He has never left me or forsook me (not that I didn’t give Him plenty of reason), and His mercies are new every morning. I get to wake up a daughter of the King and go to sleep in the shadow of the wings of the Most High God.
This is living!
Rooted and Grounded 
I was feeling so overwhelmed this morning with all the stuff going on in my house right now. The guys are hammering and drilling, there is stuff all over the place from last week’s cleaning of the garage. Everyone is hungry and I am trying to get ready for church. So what I did was slip away into the study to read your blogs because I knew they were going to be good. At this moment I feel an immense peace and encouragement and ready to tackle the rest of the day.
To God be ALL the Glory and Honor and Praise.
Enriqueta Navarro
To God be the glory. May He continue to bless your day. He is the only sure thing.