Pray to the God who is love. Who can redeem anything, even when we can’t imagine how.
Let Him remind you that you are forgiven and loved. And let go of all of those things you were never meant to carry anyways.
I sometimes feel as though I live a full, but strange life. Do you know that feeling? When something happens and you search your mind, trying to see if someone you know has been through the same thing? And all to often, that quick mind search comes up empty? I have felt this more times…
Like the song says, give us clean hands, give us pure hearts, and let us be a generation that seeks Him above all else.
Your story may be the very thing that helps someone realize that where they are is not where they will end up.
So today, I ask you to make the memories. Do the mundane things that seem pointless and unrewarding. Keep the traditions. Take the pictures.
I know the end of the story. And it’s beautiful.
In other words, the more room I make for Him, the more I crowd out the enemy.
Jesus died on that cross, knowing that one day, we would be here. That we would still sin.
I’ve taken a bit of time away from all of my media accounts again. I really felt like I needed to process and regroup before I could start writing again. I’ve been spending time in my yard, cleaning and redoing my gardens. Playing with my kids. Getting our chickens more used to us. And today,…