While out gallivanting with my daughters this afternoon, I spied what looks possible to be Rapunzel's tower. We drove down for a closer look, got out of the vehicle and called out "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!" but no golden locks came flowing down from the tower's lofty heights. The tower sported a bight yellow sign warning passersby to "Keep Off". I wondered why someone had placed all those footholds up the wall if scaling the summit was prohibited. We retreated to the safety of the van as the residents of the neighboring retirement home kept watch on the structure. Maybe I will return again at a future date to see if there is ever any action down there.
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven beautiful grown ups and grandma to ten beautiful grandchildren.