On Provision in the Present

On Provision in the Present

I never thought I’d say I survived a tornado. But in early August, that’s exactly what happened. A tornado blew right over our house at 3:00 in the morning. There was no time to prepare, no time to move to a “safer” spot. The power went out, my breathing machine quit,...
door of Hope

door of Hope

Valley of Achor desert of trouble buried in rubble pull me out pull me up away from the wild well watered away from the war well waged away from the wind protected and planted stable and strong no longer lost tossed blown or thrown rooted and ready secure and steady...

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