Have you ever been in several different places at one time?
Have you ever wondered what the world would be like if we didn't have water, food, and all of our needs supplied?
So many errands to run in so little time.
Organized confusion!
I'm organized a little, yet I need to be organized a lot.
I refuse to remain in the same life spot.
OK, my hands are surrendered,
Lord I will let you connect the dots of my life.
Be my cup of tea, my pillow at night,
I rest knowing now, everything is all right.
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Yep, yep, yeah, yes, amen and 10! One Peace at a time, Deana