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What a mystery, these gifts from God.

Part of me and yet totally themselves.

You have not had a thought  or a hair brain idea

that I did not once, at one age or another

consider valid and doable.

You stand in time,

looking forward, with hair blowing in the wind

and eyes sparkling and life beckoning you to

jump in and just take the risk.

But it is not casual or chance you are in this family

or this country or in this time of history;

It was planned by the God of Angel Armies.

You have a destinity.

There is an answer to why here and why now and why me.

It all written in a gold letter book designated with your name

filed under lock and key

in a heavenly safe waiting for the day you ask to see the contents.

Psalm 139

So, before you jump; ask God to read you the book or at least the Cliff Notes.

Life goes better if you land in the correct spot

and don’t have to hike to four different colleges, two marriages

and so many different jobs you lost count.

Or kiss a lot of frogs. Which cause a lot of unsightly warts.