Tag Archive | sweet
Love The father stood outside the door In day’s last reaching shadow. The fig tree just beyond was more than tired, drooping low. All he had been praying for had still not come to pass, and there was no way to ignore his son did not have long to last. Then a servant cried out, […]
What we lost we left the Garden…
Sorry I was such a prickly pear this morning.
Rethinking life…again. Remembering to rest.
From a time when I was seeing God’s hand on, in, and through everything, and reveling in it.