Forgotten Dot
This past week has been one of the most precious weeks and an amazing way to end 2010 and begin 2011. Shall I elaborate? Mmmkk. Sometimes I feel forgotten. Sometimes I feel like a dot . Not a special dot, just a dot - the same color and shape as all the other dots. Seemingly insignificant, unworthy of any special comments. Nothing to be framed or placed on a mantel. Just a dot . But God loves dots. And He loves to show us how much he loves us and more importantly, sees US. Not just a dot in a world of dots (I'm saying dot a lot, huh?) but YOU and ME and who we are not j ust the body He's placed our spirits and personalities in. He sees our hearts . I'm on Twitter. I Tweet. I Tweet-stalk .. .Twalk ? I feel like I'm apart of my hero's lives this way. One in particular, Kari Jobe, worship leader/songwriter/singer extrordinaire . On Monday I "happened" to be in a mall in myrtle beach, with my mom and sister doing our usual after Christmas shopping fest....