The Bread of Life neatly wrapped in the feeding trough was already being served to those who were hungry for His Presence.
Thankfulness is our catapult into His Presence, the fire that melts away the cold ice of a dissatisfied heart, and the oxygen which causes hope’s flame to burn brighter.
Only His wisdom could present a gift so full of glory. Only His wisdom could convince me to hope for it.
It was a warm Saturday in May. The sticky kind, diligently grasping for water from every source be it man,…
My kitchen table would tell you that your past is a holy invitation directly from the Kingdom to do something great by simply building a solid foundation upon which the future may firmly position its feet and rise.
They are growing for sure right here under our noses. Growing so fast and yet so slow all at once. Humanity is a mind-boggling creation of delicate intricacies and complexities. It’s brain bending to comprehend why the Creator of it all would leave His most beautiful treasures here in the care of my unsure, faltering hands. It’s absolutely humbling, this knee knocking adventure called motherhood.