I reel in beauty with nets that look like beauty and taste like love. As I find my identity in Christ, I discover little bits of Heaven in these still and quiet moments. I have my line cast. I stand at on a beautiful shore, a fisher of men. I long to share these lovey moments. I long to inspire. I long to breathe the breath of God..to inhale Him and to exhale Him through words. I long to touch your beautiful life. Grab a pole and sit with me awhile.
Monday, December 5, 2011
Roots: To the fatherless
Roots: To the fatherless: Today was a “less than typical” day. I was driving to work and I saw a young man and woman sitting on the side on the interstate. I was st...