Typing the date: March 13, makes me smile.  25+ years ago I was writing my staff newsletter about 6:00 am as I’d arrived at school.  I’d typed the date at the top and realized the date was an important one.  It hit me it was St. Patrick’s Day.  Ha!  I frantically looked around to see a green M&M on a shelf in my office so with two-sided tape I put it on my sports coat lapel.  Later in the morning I was having a very serious talk with a teacher who had been struggling all year.  They couldn’t keep their eyes off the green M&M and it finally hit me why.  Now, I was the embarrassed one.  Anyway, all these years later I remember this as I see March 13.

In two days I am giving my testimony to our Celebrate Recovery group.  This puts me in a tail spin each time I do.  This morning I awoke with anxiety throughout.  As I put it before God He reminded me that I am fertile ground.  He is planting seeds with our story.  The anxiety I feel is from the attacks of the evil spirits wanting to retake this fertile ground and turn it back into a desert where no one comes and I don’t go either.  God uses what was ugly and makes it beautiful through His Redeeming Grace.  I was needing to hear this and be reminded of it so I could revise my story with all that God has done in the past year+ since giving it to our group.

God is an amazing God.  I want no other god before me.  Praise the Lord.