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why am I always surprised when god reaches my reaching? 

8/14/2015

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So, my life is in transition now. I am trying to leave some things behind and move on to better things. In that effort, as in all others, I preach to myself and anyone else who will listen, "God reaches our reaching." I say it often enough and believe it to be true, but I am still awe struck when it happens. 

I got a call a few moments ago from someone in Salt Lake City, soliciting me as a writer for articles for 5 times what I was making writing for another source in that same city. Oh, heck, yea! 

So I will now be dividing my time between the two books, this magazine, my blog, and this new freelance opportunity which will definitely shoot me quicker to my goals. 

I love my Father in Heaven and all that He does for me! Onward, and upward!

Peace and love, always,

Becky Lyn
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    Becky Lyn Rickman writes because it is the only way to placate the voices in her head so she doesn't miss out on that precious 45 minutes of sleep every night. Life can become a little congested for her in the 400 sq. ft. apartment in which she lives, intentionally, like a mushroom, pounding at the keyboard in the dark with the unsolicited assistance of her two therapy cats, Mr. Bingley and Mr. Darcy. Yes, they are Austenian. She spends a few hours each day shamefully lamenting the fact that her faith won't allow her to be a profanity-spewing, bourbon-guzzling, burning-the-midnight-oil chain smoker. The rest of the time, she spends in shameless gratitude that her children have not, as yet, put her away.

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