It’s actually pretty rare that I am totally wordless. But this is one of those days. The only word that keeps rolling around on my tongue is celebrate. Why? Because I have a lot to celebrate!
Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his faithful servants. Psalm 116:15 NIV My Uncle Bob went to be with Jesus a few days ago. He was 90 years old, married to the love of his life for 65 years, and had raised three wonderful kids. My heart is heavy with sadness, joy and gratitude.
I’m looking at fear in a different way this week, because fear has visited in a different way this week. Yes, very often fear creeps into our lives, slithering like a snake, quietly, almost imperceptibly.