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Have you ever had one of those days that are just so full of goodness, you feel like you’re bursting?  Today was one of those days.  It was a day of art and a day of good people.  Two amazing combinations.   Any time I am in one of my collage art classes, it’s special.  It is so for many reasons, but mainly because of my instructor, Laura.  I don’t think she fully realizes how she impacts her students.  More importantly, I don’t think she really knows what an important thread she has been and continues to be in my life.  In a nutshell, she has inspired me to be the artist I am today, and the artist I am becoming.  And she has done this with complete freedom in sharing her expertise  as an artist.  

God has used may people to help me realize my dreams and He has done this by threading my life together with those He has put in my path.  He has never allowed me to cross paths with someone without his hand being involved.  Today, He used Laura to create a new thread.

After class, I hurried to meet a new friend for coffee to talk about how to plug in at the new church my husband and I recently started attending.  We exchanged stories and at the tail end of our time together, we started talking about collage art and our conversation took on a new life.  There, in the midst of that conversation, God was at work with the thread that came from Laura’s stitch in my life.  It couldn’t get much better.  

Isn’t that just like God to know the desires of our hearts and make the way possible to make them real?  So now, my new friend is connected in my life with a stitch from God's hand, making a way to uncover the desires of her heart.  

As you go through your week, don't be afraid to share and connect with the people who cross your path.  You just never know if you will be the thread God chooses to use in someone's life. 

Lord, thank you for connecting your girls with the thread of your love…

Now glory be to God, who by his mighty power at work within us is able to do far more than we would ever dare to ask or even dream of — infinitely beyond our highest prayers, desires, thoughts, or hopes.  Ephesians 3:20

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