I rounded the curve along the row of hemlocks and pulled my hood over my head. The drizzle was changing to rain. Clouds hung heavy in the troubled sky as step-by-step I made my trek along the dirt road.
Frustration shrouded my thoughts because I had fallen asleep during my quiet time. Yes, I was worn out and needed rest. But my quiet time with Jesus is where I garner strength. I don’t want to ever take His love for granted.Read More