Sangria time!
{Originally published on theRunaMuck.)
I seriously feel like I just had my lights knocked out, and I’ve woken seeing red and dusting off my rear end.
It’s sangria time, people. Are you raising your cups?
My husband and I can’t stop saying: we only have this one life.
I’ll say it again - we only have this ONE and it’s riding like a breath on the wind, already in disintegration. So what are we doing here?
If God doesn’t shine through this spot of air He’s given me, may my computer fly to the moon, let the world wide web scramble to a fuzz, and may we meet outside weeping at each other’s necks for what we’ve been missing.
Luke 12:48 (The Message)
47-48“The servant who knows what his master wants and ignores it, or insolently does whatever he pleases, will be thoroughly thrashed. But if he does a poor job through ignorance, he’ll get off with a slap on the hand. Great gifts mean great responsibilities; greater gifts, greater responsibilities!
I have been given much. That is my confession today.
