I'm still trying to get used to being out of the work force, not having somewhere I'm expected to be every morning, etc.
It's been quite a challenge to me, this current season of my life.
I'm finding my prayers every morning include at least one plea that I will not "lean on my own understanding" (which I often translate as 'living in my mind'), and another that I will be directed by the Holy Spirit into His plans for my day.
Today, those plans include boxing up a little flock of paper birds to send to another of His friends who is walking through a valley right now.
As I reached for a sheet of engineering plans to wrap the box, I heard a whisper, and immediately knew that I needed to wrap the box with the drawings to the outside, rather than the inside.
God wanted to remind me and my friend of something.
We have hope and a future.
Things sometimes get a little bleak in the here-and-now, but because of Jesus, the brightest future possible is our guarantee.