I have a sick child in bed and a yapping dog on the backporch. But this morning as I was desperately trying to go back to sleep after letting out the dog, I was thinking about how God really does work in mysterious ways. If you had asked me as a little girl what I wanted to do when I grew up, there were many answers, but one that I always came back to, was that I wanted to be a missionary. I even knew where I wanted to go. I wanted to go to Africa and teach kids that needed teachers. When I married Jason, I entered a life of ministry. But it wasn't quite the same as what I had dreamed of. I loved most parts of church work. But I still had a longing.

I have loved teaching and it has fufilled many of my dreams. I just wrote a big book which is being published for TX DOT. I have gotten to present all across the country and the state. But now, God has given me my childhood dream wrapped in a bow. Not only do I get to go, but I get to go, using my talents and doing what I already do. I am truly blessed.

I am about to go walk the dog, now that the rain has let up for a bit. Baxter is helping to motivate me to walk between two and four miles a day.