Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made;
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.
lyrics to The Love of God
This year has been unbelievably stressful and difficult. I needed to look up and trust God more. That always seems to happen in hard times. I'll get there. I want to get there. I am drawing near...and I like it so much better nearer to Him....than distant. Distant from Him is the worst.
“Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.”
Encourage one another,
p.s. blogger has a new format....it has some nice features...but I am not used to it...why the double spacing? font and size challenges. oh dear. haha