I was pulling weeds the other day. I noticed that with each weed, I dug deeper. I moved rocks, sometimes had to use both hands and pull with all my might but with each tug
I’ve tasted and seen of the sweetest of loves Where my heart becomes free and my shame is undone Your presence, Lord Holy Spirit, You are welcome here Come flood this place and fill the
Lately we’ve been trying to state the importance of living with a grateful heart. I tell Sydney often when she starts to complain about something but I am in turn telling myself. I am grateful
What is normal?! So often I think that we live by what we think others may view as “normal”. What does that even mean?! Haha. We live a life far from that and that’s okay.