And His mother cried and His friends betrayed Him. The world became dark and all hope felt lost. While the Earth was crying, Heaven began counting to three.
i hope when your head hits your pillow tonight you can rest knowing that we serve the type of God who waits at the door for our return when we walk away. arms wide open. heart full of anticipation. a promise to never forsake us even when we forsake Him.
what a God.
this morning I found myself caught in a cycle of anxious thoughts. but in the midst of that, clear as day, I heard the Holy Spirit whisper to me "stop justifying your fears and start justifying your faith"
i hope you choose to cross oceans for people who refuse to cross puddles for you.
i hope you choose to bend over backwards for those who may not give second thought of you.
i hope you choose to serve people even if they might not return the favor.
it’s what Jesus did for you.
My grandpa passed 7 months ago so this is my grandma’s 1st Xmas w/o him in 59 years. For Christmas we decided to gift her w/ letters we found her & my grandpa wrote to each other in 1962 while they were in college. He kept them all these years ❤️