Keep. I read that word and immediately what came to mind is the phrase "keeper of my soul". Jesus is the keeper of my soul.
Draws me back to a conversation that I had with my son over a book we've been reading. A character dies. Where will he go mom? He was a good cat who was murdered in a bad place. Where will he go now?
I have to admit, with the paradigm that the book is, I couldn't answer him. He was bothered by that, and so am I.
I know that as a believer that when I die I shall go to the one that is the keeper of my soul. I wish more folks knew him, that they wouldn't need to fear death.
It's one thing I don't really fear you know. Living can be so hard to manage some days with all the busyness and questions and events that need to occur as one keeps a house, manages a family, raises critters and just tends to the events of living.
I fear being disabled and being a burden. I would find that a great deal harder to cope with and so this year, with the help of my sweetheart and the knowledge that God wants more from me I am working to make myself healthier so that I hopefully won't be more of a burden that I need to be when I get older. :) Smart move eh? :)
and stop 736.