We want boundaries. We want predictability. We want confidence. We want to see the bottom.
We’re used to our predictability and sense of control leading us to believe we actually manage our lives. Read that again.
Read MoreLike my black pup longing for our return, I wait…. I send out the feelers for God’s movement. No dry ground yet. He sends the rains and He dries the waters. Blessed be the name of the Lord…. I wait.
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