Just Look Up and Blow Bubbles

I have no idea what I’m doing, but it looks like I may actually have a blog.  Now I just need to figure out what to do with it, and how to do it.

For this very moment, I’m going to mimic the beautiful picture above.  I’m going to look up.  Look to God and allow Him to direct my next steps and all my words.

In this picture, sweet Trista is actually standing on the balcony overlooking the ocean preparing to blow bubbles.  In our family we love to blow bubbles.  We blow bubbles when we are together.  We blow bubbles when we are alone.  Sometimes we blow bubbles when we are lonely.  We blow bubbles to forget things and to remember other things.  We blow bubbles to celebrate and we blow bubbles to remind us how fragile life is and how quickly things, like bubbles, can change.  The bubbles in our lives come in all shapes and sizes.  Some are filled with all kinds of colors.  Some look like glass and others come and go so fast we barely get to see them.  Some days I feel like my mind is full of bubbles.  And those mind bubbles also come in all colors and in all shapes and sizes.

Right now my “mind bubbles” are floating everywhere.  They are filled with questions and a bit a fear.  My “mind bubbles” are traveling fast and moving from my mind to my heart and  back.  These “mind bubbles” will be the avenue in which my heart will be revealed in the words of this page.

Well now that I have “bubbled” all over the place.  I’m going to put the wand back in the bottle and commit this blog to prayer and see just where God will send my future bubbles.

Thank you for your support and be sure to keep you eyes looking upward.  You will find God there and you might just find a bubble or two to follow.