Farm country truths have spiritual application as well: everybody plants something and you get what you plant.
Every day we rail against our enemy is a small sacrifice in light of the Land we are gaining.
The truth is, a meal with dear friends has always been a gift, we just struggle to see it amidst all our excess.
“I see a people who live apart and do not consider themselves one of the nations.” (Numbers 23:9 NIV) After all of Balaam’s donkeying around, when he finally climbs to the high place and makes the appropriate sacrifices, he gets a vision for God’s people.…
I’m so thankful to be a part of God’s family and receive all the rights and privileges therein.
I have winced so many times alone this journey because I recognize my own impatience, ingratitude, disbelief and misplaced pride.