“What do you think? If a man owns a hundred sheep, and one of them wanders away, will he not leave the ninety-nine on the hills and go to look for the one that wandered off? 13 And if he finds it, truly I tell you, he is happier about that one sheep than about the ninety-nine that did not wander off.  In the same way your Father in heaven is not willing that any of these little ones should perish" Matthew 18:12-14

There is a question I have pondered on and off for the last few years.

It is something that wakes me up at night, and causes my heart to beat rapidly in my chest.

It has haunted me at times, like a shadow looming over me beckoning me to acknowledge it.

The question is this:

What is my purpose?

Hellooooooooo!!

It seems like I am staring down into the Grand Canyon when I have taken a little break from writing.

Big, looming, white screen…reminds me of big, looming, canyons just waiting for a pin drop to echo.

Well, here we are.

As many of you know, Summer is quieter around this blog.

Kids are home.

Cooking a lot more.

Cleaning a lot more.

Laundry a whole lot more.

Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.

Recently, I made the mistake of purchasing a dual sided mirror.

On one side of the makeup mirror my face looks normal, or at least the face I am used to seeing.

Then, I turn the mirror to the magnified side and….oh my goodness…

I do not recognize that face!

Every flaw is magnified. Every last one.

Wrinkles I have never seen, bumps, tiny moles, stray hairs…oh my!

The first time I looked at my face on the magnified side, I gasped out loud.

I honestly, could not believe how different my face looked from one side to the other!