January 17, 2015                                          

Chiang Mai, Thailand

As I put on my make-up in the morning light of this exotic city in Southeast Asia, I can hear the sounds of motor scooters and Tuk-Tuks, roosters and bells from the Buddhist Temple across the street. The image that I see in my mirror is that of an aged woman.  I have recently concluded that my biggest fear is no longer cancer, but to leave this earth without knowing that I have served out the purposes of my Creator. I seem to have an insatiable desire to search for meaning to this life of mine.

I tend to think maybe a bit too deeply. I seek guidance from God as to where, what and when…

There have been times in my life that I have felt contentment… knowing that I was in the center of God’s will. They were glorious times of both peace and excitement. But, then comes the big blank space of endless days. I fill them with praises to God for good health, knowing that I am taken care of by Him as I wait for the next set of marching orders, be they happy or sad. And so I wait.