How fitting that on the Journey of the ruby slippers I should land the first night in the city of hot air balloons on the eve of their biggest event of the year. I had no idea. What are the odds?
Going and stopping where called, I find shelter without reservations in a city overrun; awaken to sky-born greeters the next day.
Way is made. Trust grows.
He beckons. Where is He asking you to Go?
Amen
I am the Lord your God, who teaches you what is best for you, who directs you in the way you should go. – Isaiah 48:17
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