And because something about this picture reminds me of Agnes from Despicable Me.
Showing posts with label August 2013. Show all posts
Showing posts with label August 2013. Show all posts
Friday, August 16, 2013
Saturday, August 10, 2013
No Good Thing
I believe in a peace that flows deeper than pain
That broken find healing in love
Pain is no measure of his faithfulness
He withholds no good thing from us
No good thing from us, no good thing from us
I will open my hands, will open my heart
I will open my hands, will open my heart
I am nodding my head an emphatic yes
To all that You have for me
I believe in a fountain that will never dry
Though I've thirsted and didn't have enough
Thirst is no measure of his faithfulness
He withholds no good thing from us
No good thing from us, no good thing from us
I will open my hands, will open my heart
I will open my hands, will open my heart
I am nodding my head an emphatic yes
To all that You have for me
-Sara Groves
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Weekend pondering. . .
Yesterday my friend, Mandy posted this article on Facebook. It has made me think. . . a lot. So I thought I would share it. I would love to hear your thoughts as well.
p.s. in some ways I hesitate sharing this because, quite frankly, I know nothing about the author. I don't know if he is someone I can endorse or not. So please, be cautious in further delving into his writings. I just wanted to share this article because it really made me think about MY walk with God.
p.s. in some ways I hesitate sharing this because, quite frankly, I know nothing about the author. I don't know if he is someone I can endorse or not. So please, be cautious in further delving into his writings. I just wanted to share this article because it really made me think about MY walk with God.
Thursday, August 1, 2013
so much
She should have been
the one to trade work days with me
because her best friend was coming to town.
because her best friend was coming to town.
She should have been here
giggling with Dani and I
about snowmen in the trees.
But she's not.
She will never be here again.
It hurts.
So much.
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