Friday Photos: A Day In The White Mountains


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Great Glen Meet-0524-1It was a beautiful day for the competition: high 30’s and bright sunshine. We watched our daughter compete in the morning race, then headed into town for lunch and a little sightseeing before the afternoon races.

The first stop was  a delicious lunch at the Muddy Moose. Love the name, love the food.

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Great Glen Meet-0781-1We returned to the meet just in time to see our daughter race.  The entire team did a super job at the state finals. It was the icing on the cake of a wonderful day.

We are so blessed to live in this beautiful place!

I see ye towering—Genii of the North!
I see ye stand, the monuments of time,
Clad in the dread sublimity of years.
Well do I know ye by the frosty robe,
God’s drapery, that wraps your giant forms.
—–William B. Tappan

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In The Midst Of A Trial? Consider A Celebration!


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Back in February 2009 when my husband’s job was eliminated, we experienced so many emotions: fear, anxiety, uncertainty, sadness…everything you would expect.

However, there was also a sense of anticipationThis is not a typical reaction to such a major life event, but as Christians, we are called to walk by faith, NOT by sight. We recognized this was a personal invitation from Jesus Himself to walk with Him along what looked (to us) like a very scary path.

Over and over again, He gave me this verse for that season: “Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the desert.” (Isaiah 43:18-19).

That verse became my lifeline during those days. It speaks of several things:

*Live  TODAYThe past is past. Over. Done. Gone. We choose where we place our focus. Why focus on what is finished and can never be retrieved? Jesus gives us a new focus. We cannot dwell in the past. But we can and should dwell in the present. Right here, right now is all that any of us have. Now is the only place where we can experience God. His Name is I AM.   So live in the moment with the knowledge that you and Jesus are moving forward one step at a time.

*Jesus is ALWAYS at work. He is never idle. As John Piper says, “He is always at work in a thousand different ways that we cannot see.” His ways are always fresh, exciting, bold, and brilliant. Open your eyes to what He may be doing right in the midst of your mess. Pray that He would give you those eyes to see. Even when you cannot begin to imagine what He is doing, HE IS DOING A NEW THING!  You may not be able to perceive what that is. You may not have any idea where you are going but rest assured, He has a destination in mind! And it  will be for your highest good and His highest glory.

*Jesus ALWAYS makes a way. Always. He knows exactly what is going on in your life. What has taken you by surprise has not taken Him by surprise. He knows all things and He is firmly seated on His throne. There is a saying that says, “If He has brought you to it, He will bring you through it” and that is true. He has permitted this season in your life with great love and intention. You may be in a place right now where you see no way out. When you know Jesus as your Savior, that is never true. Nothing…no thing is impossible with Him. He always has a plan. As this verse says, He can make streams in the desert and a way where there is no way. You are safe in His all-encompassing, loving care.

As the days unfolded and Doug and I made the conscious decision to cling to this verse Jesus had given us, I had an epiphany one afternoon. We had been discussing what we would do to celebrate when this season was over. But…

What if we went out to dinner to celebrate BEFORE this season ended?

We had this verse from Jesus that He is at work. We know that He is good and kind and can only do good to us. HE is our life: not our stuff, our home, our paychecks. He had taught us to live with an open hand. We could trust Him with the outcome of our situation, whatever happened.

Why not celebrate in anticipation of what He was going to do?

So we did.

We picked a restaurant, had a delicious meal, and toasted to our good and kind Savior who does all things well. We were living fully in present despite our uncertainties and trusting Him for the outcome. This was an outward expression of our inner faith.

It was exhilarating!

We remembered that evening as the days turned into months and the months turned into years. It would be 30 months before we left that season and entered into a new one of great abundance and joy. In the meantime, Jesus proved in both spectacular and quiet ways that He is ENOUGH. 

Whatever situation is causing you heartache as you read this, would you consider thanking Jesus in advance for what He is going to do in your life? Take everything off the table, have no agenda of your own, open your hands and your heart, and watch Him work.

You have to go through this season anyway; why not go through it with joy and trust and a sense of anticipation? You will not regret it.

Wait and hope for and expect the Lord; be brave and of good courage and let your heart be stout and enduring. Yes, wait for,  and hope for and expect the Lord. —Ps. 27:14

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Friday Photos: Bob Houses


Every February, my town sponsors an ice fishing contest.

It is a huge deal.

During the last week of January, the bob houses begin to appear all over the lake. (The bob houses are so named because they bob in the water if they go through the ice).

Before the madness of the contest began, I walked down to the lake and was able to snap some photos. Enjoy!

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On the other side of the lake, some families were taking the opportunity to practice their ice skating…


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Beware Of The Dream-Busters


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Be careful who you share your dreams with.

Has Jesus ever whispered one of His dreams for your life into your  heart?

(Note: I am not talking about a dream of your own that you decide to stamp with what you hope to be God’s approval. I am talking about the kind of dream that grows after He plants an absolute passion in your soul for something that will honor and glorify Him).

Did the very thought of living that dream with Him  fill you with joy and excitement? Has the thought of Him being able to use you on your little plot on planet Earth overwhelmed you with gratitude and caused you to pour forth praise to His glorious Name?

Have you, in your exhilaration and enthusiasm run to share that dream with someone close to you…only to have their eyes regard you with skepticism and doubt? To take the proverbial pin and burst your bubble? To immediately list the reasons why that dream won’t possibly work? To remind you of all you don’t have?

This type of person will attempt to drain every bit of joy from you in order to yank you down to the level at which they live: that gray, colorless place where miracles are not experienced, where eyesight is sadly and willfully limited to this earthly plane, and faith is not active and vibrant.

They are “ever-seeing but never perceiving and ever-hearing but never understanding” (Mark 4:12).

Beware of the people who cannot…or will not…look at this world through eyes of faith in the Creator and Sustainer of all things.. The people who, despite so much evidence to the contrary, are bound and determined to judge reality by only the things that they can see, the things that are possible with man, and the things that make sense to their limited perspective.

Do not be quick to share your God-given dreams with people like that.

NOTHING is impossible with our great and magnificent God. Nothing.

If He has given you a Christ-exalting dream, move forward in step-by-step obedience, trusting Him to fill in the details as you go.

Watch to see what He will do.

Let your vibrant, faith-filled, Jesus-saturated  life speak powerfully to those who would speak discouragement to you.

Your Savior is never discouraged, never defeated, never at a loss. Let HIM encourage you. Don’t rely too heavily on the opinion of man.

Follow Him..and know joy and abundance in ways you never dreamed possible.

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Choosing Grace


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Raising teenage girls is not for the faint of heart.

While I am sure that was a perfectly delightful teenager when my mother was raising me, (stop laughing, Mom!), I am having a very challenging time parenting my teenage daughter.

When she was a little girl, Julia was a ray of sunshine. She had a mop of red curls, bright blue eyes, and a near-constant smile.

So, when my cheery, agreeable daughter reached her teenage years, I was unprepared for the moodiness, the irritability, and the occasional angry retort that was intended to wound.

I have never been one to back down from a fight. (I was not called” The Mouth Of Theresa Avenue” by the moms on the street on which I grew up for nothing).

In my natural personality, I can be combative if I am challenged. Thankfully…and mercifully for those who live with me…Jesus has sanded down those rough edges with His stunning patience, relentless love, and breathtaking grace.

However, just like the apostle Paul lamented in Romans 7:1: “I don’t really understand myself, for I want to do what is right, but I don’t do it. Instead, I do what I hate” I have done what I hate when I respond in anger toward my daughter when she  hurts my feelings with one of her outbursts.

While listening to one of Tullian  Tchividjian’s sermons  this afternoon, one of the ways he defined grace really resonated with me: “Grace is being loved when you are unloveable. Grace is God giving you His best when you are at your worst.”

I knew Jesus was speaking to me.

Tim Keller once said, “The Gospel is pretty much the solution to every problem.”

How very true those words are.

The next time my daughter lashes out at me as a result of a flood of teenage hormones, I need to remember the grace that Jesus lavished on me when He died for me while I was still His enemy. (Romans 5:8). I need to remember the way He covers my wounded heart with His mercy and grace. I need to remember His faithful love towards me, even when I am unfaithful. I need to remember His sweet forgiveness when I have broken His heart with my waywardness.

I need to remember GRACE.

Would you be willing to do the same?

Think of the person in your life that tends to hurt your feelings.

Will you respond in the flesh with an eye for an eye? Will you choose words that are deliberately meant to sear? Will your heart remain hard, unyielding?

Or…

Will you take a minute to step back, to remember the lavish grace that  your Savior has given you, and ask Him to flood your heart with His love for that person? Will you choose to search for what is lovely?  Will you give them your best when they are at their worst?

Will you choose to treat that person as Jesus would?

(Note: I am NOT talking about an abusive situation here. I am referring to the occasional emotional skirmishes that we tend to have with those we love).

Choose grace. Choose peace. Choose love.

When you do, you will discover the sheer power of grace.

Grace conquers because grace is rooted in love.

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Let nobody ever tell me that our God does not have a sense of humor.

Would you believe that before I even finished writing this post, the teenage hormones reared their ugly head?!

I chose to give my daughter grace.

Surprise registered in her beautiful blue eyes.

She was uncertain.

She was silent.

What could have escalated into a pointless argument instead settled into…peace. The tension drained from the room.

“I’m sorry,” she said quietly.

I accepted her apology.

A few minutes later, she told me something funny.

We both laughed.

Grace won.

It always does.

Christ’s way is best. Every time.

For out of His fullness (abundance) we have all received…one grace after another and spiritual blessing upon spiritual blessing and even favor upon favor and gift heaped upon gift. —John 1:16

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A Whirlwind Trip


We are here for only a moment, visitors and strangers in the land as our ancestors were before us. Our days on earth are like a passing shadow, gone so soon without a trace. —I Chronicles 29:15, NLT).

My family spent 26 hours in our car this weekend in order to spend one hour with my beloved Uncle Duane (who I wrote about here).

It was worth every second.

I was the first person to reach his room.

He was sitting quietly in his wheelchair, hands folded, waiting patiently for our arrival.

As soon he saw me, his entire face lit up like a child on Christmas morning and a huge smile wreathed his face.

He held out his arms to welcome me with a hug.

Within seconds his small room was filled with family and happy chatter…except for our daughter Julia, who was sick and could only wave from his doorway before heading back to her spot at the end of the hall. (Nursing home policy).

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We settled down to talk for awhile and take some photos.

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This was followed by a tour of the physical therapy room. We were able to meet both his physical and occupational therapists; two wonderful young women who were full of kindness and good cheer. It did my heart good knowing that my uncle is receiving such excellent care.

It was there that he reminded us all of his motto for this time in his life: “Remember, my goal is to get strong and get out of here!” 🙂

The remainder of our visit took place in the dining room, where we presented Uncle Duane with cupcakes from his favorite bakery…an early 87th birthday celebration. We all quietly sang Happy Birthday, so as not to disturb the other residents who were playing a rousing game of trivia on the other side of the room.

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He proceeded to enjoy every single bite of the sugary goodness. This bakery has provided delicious confections for our family’s celebrations for years. Taking one bite is like re-living happy memories.

Sometimes it is the little things that bring us the greatest joy.

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All too soon, it was time to say goodbye.

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When it was my turn, I hugged my uncle’s thin shoulders, then pulled back and said, “You know you were always my favorite uncle, right?”

He laughed and said, “Well, I’m one of many!”

I wasn’t laughing.

“No,” I said, in all seriousness. “You were always my favorite. Still are.”

With that, I had to turn away because the tears were forming in my eyes and I didn’t want him to see.

Our last glimpse as we left was  Uncle Duane waving from his table as he awaited lunch being served.

This visit was a wake up call for our kids.

They had never been to a nursing home before.

My uncle’s room was near the end of the hallway,which allowed us to see into other rooms as we passed. Several elderly people were sleeping, looking so small in their hospital beds. Others watched TV or sat in wheelchairs staring out the window. One woman was just sitting with her head in her hands; the very picture of despair.

Despite the bright winter sunshine pouring in through the windows, the sense of sadness was palpable.

None of this was pleasant to see, but my husband and I feel that it is important to teach our kids to face this life head on: both the joys and the heartaches. Denial never serves anyone well.

I reminded them of how fast this life goes; that those people sharing Uncle Duane’s floor were once teenagers too.

I think they must get tired of me telling this to them, but again, I said it, “Make every single day count. Take nothing for granted. Fully live your life.”

They also learned that loved ones are a worthy  investment. Time with them is precious. I hope they will always be willing to go the extra mile when someone they love needs them.

One full, joyful hour with my uncle was worth 26 hours in a cramped vehicle and a weekend diet of fast food.

It was a day that we will all remember with great fondness.

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“In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.”—Abraham Lincoln

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Friday Photos: Nordic Meet


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Our daughter Julia decided to try Nordic skiing this year, which I wrote about here.

The team is a close-knit one. They work hard, laugh a lot, and cheer each other on at every meet. They are great kids.

The first meet we attended was in the White Mountains and it was a bitterly cold 13 degrees. The second meet was a  comparatively balmy 32! 🙂

I hope you will enjoy the sights and colors of winter fun in New England.

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Skiing is a dance and the mountain always leads.”—Author Unknown

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The Last Act


My cousin’s name lit up on the caller I.D. this morning but I didn’t answer.

It wasn’t because I didn’t want to talk to Missy, but I didn’t want to hear her message.

However, one can’t delay the inevitable, so I picked up the phone to listen to her voice mail.

Her voice was thick with tears as she said the words we all knew were coming but still didn’t want to admit were really true: “The doctors say his heart is weak. They are giving him about another month.” Her voice lowered to a whisper. “I’ll talk to you later.”

The message ended.

I looked outside where the sun was shining brightly on the snow-capped mountains. I was alone in the house except for our dog Buddy, who slumbered blissfully beside me.

I had been watching my former pastor online since I wasn’t able to go to church this morning and the service was ending just as I hung up the phone.

“Go in peace,” he said by way of a benediction.

Those words settled onto my sad heart like a welcome blanket.

My Uncle Duane has been in the hospital with pneumonia for the past week. Tests have revealed that his 86 year old heart is weakening. He will be moved to a nursing home later this week.

We are never ready to say goodbye to a loved one, are we?

Uncle Duane is my dad’s older brother. He enlisted in the Army when he was a teenager and experienced battle on the front lines during WWII. He worked as an accountant for the US Steel company until he retired. Through the years, he has been the most involved and enthusiastic of uncles, taking a keen interest in the lives of his nieces and nephews. We have all been the recipients of mailed newspaper clippings that highlight our various pursuits, family photos, as well as carefully selected birthday cards that were meticulously signed the exact same way all these years:

With love,
Your uncle,
Duane

And no phone conversation was complete without a full weather report…for both our area and his. 🙂

As I walked through the house, my eyes landed on a photo of the family taken in 2008. Uncle Duane is seated on the couch holding his camera. Almost involuntarily, a huge smile broke across my face.

The running joke in the family is Uncle Duane’s inability to operate a camera.

Every single time the entire family gathered together, he would ask us to pose for a group photo. Ten minutes later, we would still be in the same position, smiles glued to our faces as we tried to contain our laughter while Uncle Duane fiddled with his expensive camera, saying things like, “I just don’t understand what’s wrong with this thing!”

One year my dad was given a  camera for opening a checking account at the local bank.

He took great delight in good-naturedly drawing my uncle’s attention to the fact that his cheap point-and-shoot provided better pictures than the expensive Canon or Nikon his brother had purchased.

It was all in good fun.

As happy memories from years gone by flooded my mind, I had a good cry.

When my family came home from church, I broke the news to them.

We all decided that in a few days, we will head back to my hometown to see my sweet uncle.

His birthday is coming up, so we are going to get a cake from his favorite bakery and sing  to him. I will take lots of photos. We will listen to his stories, share the latest happenings in our lives, and we will laugh.

None of us will say it, but we will all know that we are saying goodbye.

For now.

On a day known only to his Creator, my uncle will leave this earth to finally see the face of his Savior.

He will also be reunited with his baby brother—my dad—who he adored.

I am so grateful for that certainty.

When I called Uncle Duane this afternoon to let him know that we were going to pay him a visit, he protested, saying he was not worth us making a 13 hour drive.

But the protest was a half-hearted one and he could not hide his delight at the thought of seeing us again.

And before we disconnected, he gave me a full weather report. 🙂

I love that dear man.

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Friday Photos: Portland, Maine


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Two weeks ago I was able to visit Portland, Maine for the first time.

Even on a day when the Northeast was locked tight in winter’s icy grasp, this quaint seaside town sparkled like a jewel.

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I was completely charmed by this family’s Christmas decorations…

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We enjoyed a delicious lunch at the Portland Pie Company…

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before heading out to the Portland Head Lighthouse

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Apparently Henry Wadsworth Longfellow spent hours sitting at the lighthouse staring out at the sea for writing inspiration. Since my son is an aspiring novelist, he may want to spend some time here too.

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Once the snow melts and the sun shines warm, we are definitely heading back here!

Happy Friday everyone!

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The Hard Yes


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“Unless we take God just as He is in His wholeness, we will never find hope in our own brokenness.”—Jennifer Rothschild.

I listened with tears in my eyes as a woman from our Bible study shared her heartache. Four years after Jesus allowed  her life to take a detour that she never wanted , she is still struggling to deal with her new reality.

She is hurt. She is angry. She is scared. She is afraid to hope. She is weary.

However…she is resilient. She is a fighter. She refuses to leave the path that Jesus has led her on…because to do so would be to leave Jesus.

She could no more leave Jesus than she could refuse to take her next breath.

He is her very life.

Her tenacious faith inspires me.

Afterward, I thought about the cost of truly following Jesus.

It is never easy.

Sometimes it is downright dangerous.

He requires every last piece of us. No holding back.

Jesus said to His disciples, “If anyone desires to be My disciple, let him deny himself (disregard, lose sight of, and forget himself and his own interests) and take up his cross and follow Me (cleave steadfastly to Me, conform wholly to My example in living and if need be, in dying also). (Matthew 16:24).

Not a whole lot of wiggle room is there?

When Jesus called His disciples, He asked them to leave everything and follow Him.

They had a choice: yes or no? Stay with the familiar or venture into the unknown?

A quick read through the Gospels will show that the instant they said yes, their lives changed forever.

Rather than live on Easy Street for the rest of their earthly existence, they would travel Calvary Road.

Time and time again, Jesus failed to live up to their (very limited) expectations.

He simply (mercifully) shattered those false perceptions to smithereens. Instead, He gave them a front row seat to what it looks like when GOD breaks into history and walks this earth as a Man.

It took them all the way to the Cross.

Talk about a horrific detour that none of them saw coming.

Yet…this was exactly the place of God’s greatest triumph and victory.

We know that now, 2000 years later.

They didn’t know that then.

What will do with those moments in our own lives?

It is when Jesus allows something into our lives that we never imagined or wanted that we have a choice to make.

Do we really want to follow Jesus?

Not the Jesus we may have invented in our minds…but the real Jesus as He has presented Himself to be in His Word?

The One who plainly told us, “In this world you will have tribulation and trials and distress and frustration.” (John 16:33).

Notice what He did NOT say. Jesus does NOT say: “In this world you will have prosperity and good times and lots of laughs and all your dreams will come true”?

Everyone would like to follow a jesus like that.

But that jesus does not exist.

The real Jesus does not exist to make your earthly life easy and comfortable. There was nothing about His life that was easy or comfortable.

The real Jesus tells you that even though this life is difficult, you can “be of good cheer (take courage, be confident, certain, undaunted!) For I have overcome the world. (I have deprived it of power to harm you and have conquered it for you).” (John 16:33).

Following Jesus means saying “YES” to everything He allows into your life.

He is good. All the time.

He is incapable of doing us harm.

He always knows what He is doing.

He is kind and compassionate.

He went to hell and back to save our sin-saturated souls.

He does not enjoy seeing us in pain but He loves us enough to do whatever is necessary to ensure our highest good and His greatest glory.

So…when pain sears and life hurts and hearts ache…will we say the hard Yes?

NOT a masochistic “yes” to pain…but a full-throated, whole-hearted YES to the Savior who bled and died and rose again to give us LIFE?

Will we say “YES” to His heart? His ways? His love?

Will we say “YES” to trust rather than doubt? To courage rather than fear? To life rather than death? To hope rather than despair?

Will we say “YES” to the healing of our scarred hearts?

Will we say “YES” to the Jesus of the Bible who has traveled the very roads He asks us to travel and freely gives us His strength and His joy for the journey?

Will our entire lives be one of “YES” to the One who said “YES” to us when He came to rescue us from sin?

The choice is yours.

The disciples said yes. It cost them everything. Jesus led them to the bloody Cross and it all must have seemed like a cruel joke.

Their “YES” led them here?

It did.

Although they never would have believed it at the time, they were in the very center of God’s will on that Good Friday.

Yet…on Sunday, there was an empty tomb.

Their “YES” had led them there too: to ultimate triumph. To life everlasting. To a blazing, eternal JOY that would never end. To freedom.

Don’t be afraid to say the hard “YES” to Jesus.

When you do, you will discover that you have actually said “YES” to inner healing, supernatural joy, exquisite intimacy, boundless hope,  tremendous purpose, deep peace in the midst of the storms, and fiery courage.

Bottom line: your “YES” gives you all of Jesus.

And He is all you ever need.

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