I'm on the fence about a lot of things. You know, when you can't decide where you should be...like a fork in the road, at some point, you have to decide one way or another.

Growing up, I was a pretty good fence walker. I mean, literally, I was good at walking along the tops of fences. That seemed so easy compared to now when I think about what I want to be when I grow up.

Through my wiring, I have never had goals or aspirations to be anything other than who I am and what my routine has been at that time in my life. I have always felt like my calling is connectivity and creating better moments for others, and that's what I did and still try to do.

As I get closer to this life's finish line, as I run the race (okay, walk, and more slowly than ever), I find myself evaluating the things I do and whether they actually fit into the ministry of connectivity and creating better moments for those God places in my day. I won't always be able to do what I do with great clarity (if God blessed me with a girl, I would name her Clarity Clovia). Yes, I digress!

I enjoy the things I do, and God encourages and affirms that blogging and Facebook are ministries that touch lives; I'm simply a vessel. Let the Holy Spirit move. Open my eyes to see.

Yet, I have those days where I don't fulfill the plan, and then I consider not writing blogs and sharing information to help others connect to faith, community, or whatever. Then, I think about all God teaches me through others and how he guides me, and I know that I need to continue on, for in blessing, we are blessed!

You bless my life. You are of great value.

Our viewing habits control the algorithm of rules, signals, and data that social media uses for connectivity. I seem to see what God wants me to see because I choose to see good. You are good!

I am not on the fence about one thing: my faith as a follower of Jesus Christ. My foundation is firm.

As I have written this, it has become clear that I am on the fence for a respite. God has me here. He won't let me fall. 

Extra thought...

Pray, always pray, that we see God lighting our way to those in need.

Today, as I was delivering Meals on Wheels (one of my favorite things to do), the sun was shining. It was cool but warm, too. There was no wind, no sounds; it was still, perfectly still. I thanked God for those to whom I get to deliver a meal. I thanked God that we live in a place where there are no rockets' red glare or bombs bursting in air, but a calm quiet.

But you'll know there are those who are experiencing life-shattering experiences among us. Be aware. Let the Holy Spirit open our eyes to ministry. Don't be on the fence about that. Being the hands and feet of Jesus is eternal. It is what Christmas is all about!