Change A few months ago I leaned the wrong way on a wee wooden stool that I sit on at my dressing table to fix my hair and broke one of the legs of the base of the stool. I said to my husband that I would need to buy another but of course being a handy man he said I will fix it. So this stool sat in a corner of the living room for quite a time. In the meantime I started to sit on my knees on the floor at the dressing table to do my hair each day. By the time my husband had gathered up the tools to fix the leg it was probably a couple of months. When he had fixed it and it was put back to its usual place, I caught myself still kneeling on the ground to do my hair with the stool beside me. I had become so accustomed to kneeling each day I did it automatically without thinking even though I had the stool to sit on. This happened on quite a number of occasions. As I pondered on this and asking the Lord what are you showing me? I...
"Show me Your ways, O'Lord; teach me Your paths"