Are we rooted deep enough to hold on?
In a flash we are knocked off balance.
With a word, our whole life changes.
Do we live so that when the storms come we have much in reserve?
The time to cherish the unimportant.
Wind through the trees. A shadow across the field.
He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.
Do you notice the scenery on the way to work or the store anymore?
What have you pushed aside?
Looking up today.
I don’t want to miss a thing.
Even the pain.
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.He will not let your foot slip– he who watches over you will not slumber;