How often do I anticipate a thundering roar, when He is speaking to me with a small whisper? How often do I expect the miraculous hammer, when He has a soft touch?
Love is an action, a decision, an achievable goal. Choose to love God, and work towards that goal.
When I was a teenager, I went through a phase of clumsiness. I couldn’t walk without tripping. I broke a dish every time I washed the dishes (almost daily). I bumped, scraped, and fumbled my way through life. After months of this frustration, being scolded every time something broke. Crying in pain every time I … Continue reading When God Made Me, He said TA-DA!