Writing time

So I'm writing a book. About my experiences in missions (which are few right now), my experience with depression and anxiety which helped to shape my view of God and missions, and my love for a righteous God and a country that I'm absolutely in love with, Honduras. Sounds kinda cheesy, and truthfully, I think the book will be. But, even if it never is published and if nobody but I reads it, that'll be ok. To God be the glory. My life, and my 'book', are not about me. It's about miracles that happen everyday when we let God work in our lives. It was a good time earlier too when I was putting in the story some of my journal entries from when I was in Honduras. I cracked myself up. Oh boy,,, It's funny how your previous sentiments look when you are a little farther down the path of life. I can't wait till I'm eighty, and how this coming year will look to me then. God is continually shaping us and recreating us for His purposes. It's pretty mind-blowing. All the praise up to HIM!! Love, Delaney