Visiting Grandma's house meant Honeycomb for breakfast. She stored it in a big glass jar so we were never sure just how old our cereal was. Worse every morning she sprinkled a little bran on top just to make sure we stayed regular.
Later my life became like that bowl of cereal - stuffed with activities, peoples and places. My life was full to the brim but it wasn't filled. I tried to sprinkle a little Jesus on top of my crowded life...
Intrigued? Read the rest of the story here: http://keepingitpersonal.com/2012/09/crawling-away-from-the-crowd/
Delightful truth to start the day girl! :) ~ Amy
ReplyDeleteSo glad you enjoyed! It sure did make me miss my grandma writing that...old cereal and all! :)
DeleteLOL - to keep you "regular" :) Made me giggle. Sounds like my grammy.
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:) I've graduated to oatmeal every morning now...I'm still regular.
DeleteI love how you put this! lol! It's amazing how when we put Him first, everything else just seems to fall into place.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it? Love how God's economy works. :)
DeleteMy life is like a bowl of cereal too but I never get tired of sprinkling Jesus on top. :)
ReplyDeleteFor sure. There's always enough of Him to go around.
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