Some days sear into your memory without permission from your will or desire. Their eventual impact unbeknownst at the time somehow speaks its value to your heart for later: "Remember..this." And so, later... once God's wonderful and beautiful plans have begun to unfold before your eyes you are able to remember...where it all began. The moment He ufirst whispered. Your gut-wrench, human reaction that almost sealed the deal in itself, and then His fingerprints. They are illuminated in retrospect like a lantern-laced moonlit path. God's direction, His leadership in our lives as we turn our hearts to Him is a process. It's a flash of lightning followed by a slow misty sunrise. And then it's shining through, exposed like the midday sun to my eyes...clarity to a wondering heart, sight to blind eyes. Several days in the last few months, even last few years have been seared into my soul. And now, what feels like miles down the road, I am standing looking down a lant...