For me the desolate place is this road of grief and the beauty is God's ever gentle and reassuring presence through his Word and his still small voice whispering, "You are not alone! I love you!"
Saturday, October 1, 2011
The Badlands
Sometimes I feel like I am walking through a desolate, dry place. A place where no one lives and the weather is harsh. But then there are days when I can see the beauty that shines through in its own way.
For me the desolate place is this road of grief and the beauty is God's ever gentle and reassuring presence through his Word and his still small voice whispering, "You are not alone! I love you!"
For me the desolate place is this road of grief and the beauty is God's ever gentle and reassuring presence through his Word and his still small voice whispering, "You are not alone! I love you!"
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