In the rain of prayer, I find God’s presence and the fullness of life begins to grow. Breathe in His life, knowing He is the source of life.
I reached out my hand to help. The cycle of humility and sacrifice continued. At this moment, the hand-crafted God-sized lesson didn’t escape me.
Like a child discovering a long lost toy in a corner, I’m smiling at the world around me, discovering wonder again. Is it too late to dream?
Forgiveness is the essential ingredient to joy., Not “an” essential element – “the” essential ingredient. Resentment or shame are joy killers.
I pray, giving my heart back to God, knowing that’s where I belong, and where I find value and become more fulfilled. Here’s my heart, Lord.