Every morning I struggle. And every morning I run into this:
Let us come before His presence with thanksgiving- Psalm 95:2
And I remember her encouragment.
I’m only on the 40’s since I’ve been inconsistently coming back to this much-needed way of life (like gasping for air) every once in awhile. But I gasp again:
46. A cool morning walk before what will be a very hot day.
47. 9 year old boys laughter at 6:34am.
48. For the one True Story