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Today we live in the Saturday, the waiting. We already have hope and the promise of Christs’ return but we wait. Unlike that first Saturday of waiting, we wait knowing the ending so we wait in expectant anticipation.
The word abide has made an impression on my heart. Many times I’ve pondered what it truly means to abide. I know I am to abide in Christ and my understanding is that abiding means to live with Christ daily but as I am… Continue Reading “Abide”
I am an all year flip flop girl which is unfortunate as I live in the midwest. In the winter, I wear them indoors and an occasional 1 minute trip down to my sisters house if it is not hideous outside. In the summer… Continue Reading “Washing Feet”
OUCH I love the Bible App. Maybe it’s the convenience of it or that I can make the letters huge on my screen? Don’t get me wrong, I am still a paper girl and love a good pen and my old Bible but I’m… Continue Reading “Ouch”
I grew up spending my summer on adventures with my grandparents at camp in in the UP, a cabin on Diamond Lake in Canada or a cabin on a tiny lake in Northern Wisconsin. The common elements of the 3 included unplugged family time… Continue Reading “MOSI-VALI-TATU…”
It is the end of the year and once again my schedule is overloaded. I’ve been cherishing the bits and pieces of down time with my people but definitely found myself looking down instead of ahead. It’s time to look ahead, plan my route.… Continue Reading “Look up and ahead, not down”