Elizabeth tells me "take it to God!"
Seems to hard of a concept for me, but "run to the Shepherd?" 
Ah the sweet comfort that wells up inside my chest and overflows my eyes.

This time my Shepherd seemed to corral the man I dislike intensely, Nathan James.
No matter how "rough" I am with him, mean or just rude, he has been nothing but kind
much like I suppose MY Shepherd is.

No matter what my "family" thinks or thinks they know, acording to Mark,
they don't know.  Mom says because they don't know the Shepherd.

I feel like finally, when MY Shepherd KNEW I could take no more, He provided.
He gives only what we/I can handle and then steps in with a regiment of sheep.

I must stop putting myself outside the the pasture looking in and include myself.

Sheri will teach us, I cannot wait, this "place" to go in our hearts and mind
when we need to find that rest, safety, shelter and His presence.
Already I see the rolling green valley, the large overhaning tree, fore front on the left
and MY Shepherd with his staff waiting for just me as He watches those other sheep I know.
And yes, don't know, yet.

I must get out my pencils and insert drawing !

Thank you so much my Shepherd for sending Yolanda, telling me mom does have sundowners.

Thank you for BCBS giving ME 8 hrs for mom everyday if the help is forthcoming.

Mom and I are definately so blessed to have this rare GIFT.

Help me to write a gentle, kind email to my siblings regarding my findings.