Sunday prayer: God of all I need, I bring You my heartache, knowing only You can breathe something beautiful into the mess. In my attempts to analyze the fire that caused the ashes, I confess I have undervalued Your ability to recreate them. But Your promise of new, increased life is unconditional and unending, so it’s to You I come. In the name of the One who makes all things new, amen. {From When Holidays Hurt, Thomas Nelson}
Posted on: Sun, 16 Nov 2014 15:42:09 +0000