mr. monaco and i strolled through noda- the arts district- in charlotte this morning
i had the skinny puppy omelet at jack beagles
while we watched the bengals play on tv
it was so nice and relaxing.
i spent a lot of this weekend trying to be productive around the nest, reading, nannying,
and reflecting/praying …
which made me ponder…
how do we know that God is listening?
i try to consider the following:
-- the desire grows stronger every time
-- it agrees with Scripture
-- the idea comes to you while praying
-- it involves an element of risk or faith
*what about you…
what are your thoughts?