This was an interesting weekend. There were lots of decisions that had to be made. By Saturday afternoon, all I wanted to do was to pitch my tent on God’s doorstep and wait until He made the next step very clear. This is exactly what I did, but not necessarily at the location of these photos. The above photograph is one I took of the Baptist church that overlooks the Nacoochee Valley (below) near Helen, Georgia. The valley was once the site of a very large Cherokee Indian village.
Pitching My Tent
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I just wanted to say “hi!” I sit on my porch when I need to find out where God is leading me – I like the idea though of finding a chapel somewhere to do this. I sat with Beth V. today at lunch, and asked her about you. You are such a good writer – I like the way you express things in writing. Please keep me posted on your next adventure so I can read more of your books. Have a blessed day. Carol Hamrick (I am sending you my home e-mail above so that I can keep in touch).