I’ve been trying to distribute a lifetime of old photos to my kids. I ran across this one sent to me by my cousin. I was overjoyed to receive it. Mine had been ruined in a cardboard box in a leaking basement. This is my father with the U.S. Army in Germany after WW II ended in May, 1945. He didn’t get to come home until October, 1945 because the ships were so crowded. I once asked my mother about…
(photo from pexels) My daughter, Keep your eyes on Me, your prize. Continue in My love–even to the unlovely. Keep trusting Me for the needs you encounter. I am your supply. Never tire of resting in Me. I love your petitions and praises. I have planned your steps. Trust Me for every one. Father God, Help me to remember and do Your Word.
I am more convinced every day that we must be living in some kind of bizzaro world. Hopefully one day we’ll wake up and say, “Whew! What a wild dream!” This past week I stood in a line at Wal-Mart at the pharmacy. Below the gum to help people to quit smoking and beside the antacids I noticed a box. The price stamped on the package in large letters was $129.00. Then I noticed it was marked down to $26.99….