Merry Christmas friends! I had the opportunity to share on the South Texas Women’s Blog this week and thought my readers might enjoy the read. Blessings to you and yours! Anna: Worshipful Waiting
Tag: worship
We pretty much had free reign of the entire town, as long as we were home when the whistle blew.
The strength of a soul is determined by the source of the soul.
How we respond to loss – self-inflicted or otherwise – is critical to the outcome of our life.
We cannot afford to get fat and happy and forget our God. We cannot depend upon ourselves because we are utterly unequipped to save from ourselves from sin. Only God can provide what we truly require.
The truth is, we can worry our way through the night or we can worship our way through the night. One way is exhausting, the other is restorative. When it’s your turn to stand as a watchman, how will you wait?
More than a decade ago, I had gone to the grocery store with my mom picking up a few things. It was the week between Christmas and New Year’s and she was on the hunt for pumpernickel bread and pickled herring. I must have blanched when she flagged down an employee and made her request because once she found her wares, she turned to me and indicted: “Don’t you eat picked herring and pumpernickel on New Year’s? It’s good luck.”