It's Our Turn

It's Our Turn

To Look.
To Observe.

What might we learn?

Our privilege.
Our favor.

It's our turn.

A worn pathway leads to the crest of each mountain.

It broadens.
It narrows.

God shaped and ready.

Each inhabitant gazing upon the beauty within its reach.

Life harsh to our forefathers, glorious to our grandchildren.

Blessings surrounded by the thorns and thistles of an earthly life.

Andrea Bowling Perdue


^"28 And we know that God causes everything to work together^[a] for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them. ²⁹ For God knew his people in advance, and he chose them to become like his Son, so that his Son would be the firstborn^[b] among many brothers and sisters. ³⁰ And having chosen them, he called them to come to him. And having called them, he gave them right standing with himself. And having given them right standing, he gave them his glory." Romans 8: 28-31 NLT

~The poem above was written as a gift for my cousin Mark Bowling and all other bowling cousins, young and old! May GOD bless each generation!

The "Selfish Me" is Whittled Away!

With each passing day, I have a greater understanding of who God wants me to be. Slowly, the "selfish me" is whittled away. My reactions should reflect the heart of Christ whether they make sense to others or not. As I continue to stumble my way through this earthly life I will surely experience times of failure, as well as accomplishment. Both provide an opportunity to grow and learn. I pray my eyes and heart will not be blind to "God's" revelations in each experience.

By HIS mercy and in the grip of HIS grace,

Andrea Bowling Perdue