Sabbath Sunday: Promise Fulfilled
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Sabbath Sunday: Promise Fulfilled

Remember the polar vortex? For us, the dozen days off of school because of weather? I remember asking, Lord, are you sure this will end? If He’s given you a promise, don’t lose sight. He is not a liar. Not sure there are any promises over your life? I triple-dog-dare you to find a Bible…

Sabbath Sunday: Promise Fulfilled
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Sabbath Sunday: Promise Fulfilled

Remember the polar vortex? For us, the dozen days off of school because of weather? I remember asking, Lord, are you sure this will end? If He’s given you a promise, don’t lose sight. He is not a liar. Not sure there are any promises over your life? I triple-dog-dare you to find a Bible…

Sabbath Sunday: Chosen
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Sabbath Sunday: Chosen

As soon as I took this picture, it hit me hard. Because I could relate. That leaf looked so out of place. So last season. And alone. Cold and lonely wondering why it has to be this way. Of all the Christmas stories out there growing up, I would cry watching Rudolph. Because before I…

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Sabbath Sunday: Full of Fog with Glimpses of Beauty

Each Sunday I post my own amateur nature picture with a thought or two about God’s love for you. This isn’t the best picture, but it’s a typical fall morning. Full of fog with glimpses of beauty. Is that where you are today? Can’t figure out the literal season you are in–unable to even take…

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Sabbath Sunday: Full of Fog with Glimpses of Beauty

Each Sunday I post my own amateur nature picture with a thought or two about God’s love for you. This isn’t the best picture, but it’s a typical fall morning. Full of fog with glimpses of beauty. Is that where you are today? Can’t figure out the literal season you are in–unable to even take…