Gaza baby sleeps in the arms of a mother exhausted by hunger. No milk in her breast, no medicine on the shelves—only the warmth of prayer covering them. When the Gaza baby cries, his mother places a finger on his lips and whispers: “Hush, my little one… maybe if the world hears you, its conscience will finally awaken.” And now the tents flood with rain—no shelter, no walls, no safe place—only mothers shielding their children with their tired bodies. They love you… raise your voices for them.
So the kids now have imaginary friends… “Who are me” to stifle their creativity?! So I just said, “what’s up” to Barney, Elsa, and Anna! Then Anna stepped on Steph’s foot. That conversation was HILARIOUS!!
I slept but didn’t get much rest and been up for almost an hour unable to go back to sleep. I’m earnestly asking for prayers today as I bring words of comfort to a family whose 16 y/o grandson, brother, etc was murdered.
Lord, growing up I didn’t care to much for em but I wore a double breasted suit for the first time in at least 25 years and I LOVED it!! We don’t really wear alotta suits at the church but ummmm I’m gonna wear a few. 😂😂😂 I’ll wear some sneakers to dress it down a bit.
@pastordmack Agree!! Sometimes I will choose to use the KJV for that reason. Other times if I don’t use it I will at times quote it. Much of what I memorized in the Bible was KJV.