It's wonderful and exciting to be able to write to you today and tell you that after a lot of money crunching (well, not really, but it sounds good), we have decided to keep the horses and have them trained professionally. In the long run, it will be cheaper and I LOVE my horses.
The next good news pertains to my writing. Since returning home from conference, I've been in a funk/slump. I wasn't sure which way to go and had pretty much decided to put my current MS on the shelf (not literally, since it's on the computer) and work on something new. But the something new was not coming forth, so to speak. I have felt as dry as a week old bone. I didn't have any ideas, no desire to write, nothing. Dead. Empty.
How about you? Have you taken a road that seemed right at the time, but later found it was wrong and you had to backtrack to find the right one?
I love hearing from you.
Under HIS wings,
Ps 91 (NKJV)
3 Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler, and from the perilous pestilence.4 He shall cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you shall take refuge; His truth shall be your shield and buckler.5 You shall not be afraid of the terror by night, nor of the arrow that flies by day,6 nor of the pestilence that walks in darkness, nor of the destruction that lays waste at noonday.