How many first days of school will I write about here ? I don’t know. Don’t need to know either. It was a good one. Prayers answered, friends made, lunches eaten. It is well with my soul. But what about my spirit, what of her ? She has been growing, and with that growth comes the pulling, the whispering….dare I say, the nagging ? Are spirits supposed to nag? Well, mine does. There are several women with whom my spirit wants me to connect. HOWEVER, my soul is anti- connection. What to do ? It’s quite the dilemma. There are fights to be pursued, jokes to be told, and life stories to tell. There is a tribe out there , just waiting for me. Lie- I have nothing to offer, just another broken person, wanting to feel better. Truth- HE picked me up from nothing, brought the dead in me back to life, and last, but not least, I have a TESTIMONY. It’s mine, and mine alone. We will overcome by the blood of the lamb, and the word of our testimony….RIGHT? My soul shut my mouth, but my spirit is winning this arm wrestling match. More to come.