Stacy has told me I should post to this blog and so I here "entrude". Today has been a day where "tough" is abject nugatority (yeah, I probably made that word up). I have often thought upon the irony of my name: E-D. The following verse has been running through my mind the last few hours:
"Tonight you just close your eyes
and I just watch you
How close am I to losing you?"
I don't mean this to be a melodramatic post...I need it to be a post of supreme gratitude. Please be aware that I believe in the axiom that God does notice us...that He does watch over us, and that it is usually through another person that he meets those needs: therefore it is vital that we serve each other. There has been an outpouring of this facticity so pervasive in my life...especially in the last two years that I am literally overwhelmed by it. There is no possible way I could thank each and everyone of you for all that you do for my family; and with that realization I have to trust the God who knows what the left hand doeth (even if the right hand sits in the dark) to reward openly, knowing it will be far better then anything I could do. Please be aware of my gratitude and my love for you all. I am contended that charity suffereth long and seeketh not her own...