No longer a slave to unlimited overtime...

Saturday's used to be my overtime day.  I was so used to doing it that it was a part of me. A part of my life and seemed normal.  I've been working at least 2 jobs for as long as I can remember and then when I joined the Police Department, I began to work overtime, all the time.  I couldn't even begin to tell you how much time I spent away from my kids and family trying to provide a safety net and what I thought were the things they wanted and needed.  That would take up way too much time and that's not my real purpose for this blog post.  I'm writing to say that on Saturday, July 16, 2011, they had a Praise and Worship Service on the Beach and a tear came to my eye as I realized that had I still been a slave to overtime, I would have missed my blessing!

I will be gone for a while.  I would like to get deeper into the word of God and see what else He has in store for me.  Love and peace for a great summer and maybe I'll be back in the fall.  With GOD anything is possible.