Today I went to the bank.
I have come to find that the giving up becomes increasingly poingnant as time goes by because the longer I live, the more I’ve missed in the lives of those I left behind.
The pots were too small today, but we can fix that.
Those things frustrating you, those unfair, unrighteous, unholy, difficult things that anger you – let them go.
Psalm 11:1,4 LB “How dare you tell me, ‘Flee to the mountains for safety,’ when I am trusting in the Lord?…But the Lord is still in His holy temple; He still rules from heaven…”
The price is high, missions is costly in every way. On our most recent podcast I share about the price we have to pay when it comes to being obedient to the call. http://www.podbean.com/media/share/pb-cni94-942e1b
The meaning of the hashtag finally had dawned on the horizon of my understanding. The humble hashtag, when followed by a word or several words connected without spaces, is meant to connect people to the subject at hand and communicate a short truth such as #thestruggleisreal.
Immersion. That’s a word you don’t hear often.
Isaiah 8:11 ERB “The Lord spoke to me, like a firm grasp of the hand.”
The Honor of Dishonor — Read on shoutout.wix.com/so/4MFkfgRC