I still like the bed made and dishes washed and he still likes lists. Maybe I should write him a list about the dishes and bed? Nah, that might be pushing it.
Still, it remains in my mind some days later, the picture of the children's shoes outside the front door of the house on a warm Sunday afternoon. I can feel the warm breeze blowing through the front door, hear the weeping of children, and feel the sting of death - and there was my little girl in the middle taking part in the "ministry of presence."
I’ve come to the realization that my eyesight simply isn’t what it used to be...
Life is a special dance of moments that God has graced us with to enjoy.
There’s no way any of us could ever earn enough money to buy God’s love or do deeds that are good enough to merit His love. He loves us – just because – and His delight is to bless us and be a Father to us.
Day 12 - My Last Week At Home The Lord wants us to live a life filled with Him and thus we flourish and bear fruit. It makes no sense to lock the Lord out of our lives because we are going through difficulties.