Curled up on the couch, I watched the sun rise over the ridge. Fresh, cool air streamed in through the open window awakening my senses, drawing my attention to the One who loves me. I cradled my coffee cup and sipped from its warm goodness. I’m learning how to be still and quiet my spirit when I’m seeking the Lord.
Stirring deep in my spirit came a song, “Precious Lord, take my hand, lead me on, help me stand. I am tired, I am weak, I am worn … “Read More