When I picture Jesus viewing my heart, I want to pull his arm to the more beautiful engaging and colorful flowers of my garden. But in His sweet tenderness, He leads me back to this ignored and pushed away area.
Nine years ago, I was in so much physical torment. My feet felt like fire ants were stuck inside the bottom of my foot. My skin raw and blistering from the uncontrollable itching. Sleep was not an option with this intense rash on my feet which lasted for 5-7 days for years upon years. Questions…
I am currently sitting in my quiet home office listening to the rain/snow hit my window. It’s very still in my home, very peaceful. But there is an atmosphere of change occurring because of the threat of this COVID 19 virus. So many emotions enter where I feel a bit frozen in my fingertips to…