Father, I want to run into Your arms leaping and laughing as You lift me up and carry me for awhile. I’m tired, Lord. So tired. But yet You bathe me in Your grace to accomplish what is before me. Thank You. Thank You for Your abiding presence.
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I pulled the collar of my jacket a little tighter and steered Blue onward. Sometimes a pilgrim just has to press in, keep one foot stepping in front of the other, and move forward. Even when it’s difficult. Even when the wind from an impending storm is smacking you in the face.
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Father, Your love amazes me. Even when I fail You, You never fail me because of Your great love....
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High above the country road where branches spread bare and sky peeks through, a gathering of twigs, moss, and leaves cluster together to form a nest — a home. A dwelling place. The branches cup together like fingertips forming a hollow space to support the tiny chamber.
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Lord, You have worked hard to reassure me these past several days. When my mind and thoughts wandered to places of devastation, You led me back to solid ground. You reassured and reaffirmed me. Thank You. When my spirit fell numb, You infused me with Your strength and joy. Thank You for the gift of laughter, especially when tears seem more appropriate. Your joy can’t be explained, but I sure am thankful for it.
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