This week is very busy, and I have no business starting a blog... and a business....  But here goes.  I have never blogged before, but it seems like the expectation is to just journal or chat with a close girlfriend over the keyboard...baring ourselves only as much as seems appropriate, or not at all. 

As I embark on all the changes of my life this month, I am overwhelmed by God's grace, His gifts, His sustaining and His love.  I am in the midst of mid-terms, planning my wedding (in three weeks), starting an at-home business and taking a ministry trip next week...all good things.  Thankfully in the midst of exhaustion, I have a Father I can call on for energy and rest in Him alone. 

This journey has been amazing.  I didn't really have much hope following my divorce several years ago.  Not much hope that I would be happy again, or even recover from the devastation.  Having the wind knocked out of you feels like it is unrecoverable for a while.  But now it has become such a faint memory that I often have to remind myself from where I've come.  From the days of depression and emptiness to real fulfillment have been a progression that I would never have changed.  And I am not at all talking about adding a man to the mix.  Though I love him greatly, this husband-to-be, it is not him that has given me my purpose.  That was a hard lesson too.  I realized during my divorce that although I had been a Christian for many years, my interest had become my husband, almost to the point of idolatry.  Even if it was bad attention, the affection of my heart was not toward my Savior.  This is a confessed sin and I have been granted mercy, allelujah.  I also have determined to never return to that behavior.  My husband to be is not capable of making me happy, nor am I capable of making him happy....solely.  The consuming habit of many to seek "happiness" in others, leads only to misery.  You can see it all around.  In almost every relationship you know of, where Christ is not centered, there is unrest.  This is not the original intent of our Lord.  His intent was to fulfill us personally through an intimate walk and relationship with Him.  The other stuff (marriage, kids, life) is just gravy. 

I am so grateful for the gravy.  But I know where my sustaining lies.  In whom I count on for all my needs.  A deep close intimate divine love/romance that is getting stronger every day as He whispers in my sleep, sweetly awaking me and calls on me to "devote my day" to Him alone. 

It is with this thought that Biscotti Blessings was born.  The desire to spread His word through the gifting of a small cookie with your coffee.  I have coffee (or tea) every morning with Father.  I encourage you to do the same.  Your life is altered....immediately....when you cast your cares, desires and hope in Him.  By meditating on His word, and communing with Him each morning, sets your attitude totally differently for each day. 

Perhaps you would like to bless a friend with a weeks supply of gourmet biscotti, with a blessing enclosed.  Each strip of "blessings" have been prayed for and often have a significant meaning for that day.  It's not magic, it's Holy Spirit inspired. 

Be blessed, and be a blessing,
Brooke