Sparrows

I apologize to those who were reading these posts.  I have not been keeping them up. The surgery took a lot more  out of me than tissue.  I don't know if I have been depressed, but I certainly have not been up to snuff.  But while I have been short of wind and lacking in strength, my Jesus has not lost sight of me.  He has been well aware of what is going on and has been active at making me stronger.

Three rounds of preventative chemo are between me and my completed treatment.  The oncologist wants me stronger before finishing up.  I have an appointment this Monday to begin.  We'll see how it turns out.

I am back in the pulpit now.  I'm sharing on how God is constantly asking us to come to Him.  I am amazed that He would want me, but I'm glad He does.  He doesn't ignore me or forget about me.  He actually has a plan for me and has promised me a great deal of joy if I heartily embrace His plan. So I go to God at His request.  How great is that!

I may have dropped out of sight for a while, but God has always known where I was and what I was going through.  He still cares for me and that means everything.

Jesus taught, "Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father's care. So don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows."