Sunday, April 5, 2015
Anticipation cannot be measured in a cup; it cannot be visualized in mass or volume.
It's presence is not visible to the naked eye...and yet it remains ever present, wielding more force than a well swung shovel.
It pushes you forward, waiting to hear the outcome of your fate.
If "chance" is replaced with "prayer," the odds improve.
Life is a flat line without a strong faith to back it up.
The peaks and valleys we walk through are paved with the One who goes before us....so long as we follow Him, we will not be lost.
In his kindness and mercy we rest - in ever changing needs and circumstances we rely upon Him even more.
And in questioning outcomes, we believe there is a reason for every season.
This is my prayer for peace.