Beach work

‘Sand is made from all those little pebbles and stones and shells being ground down by the sea over a really long time. Eventually, this will all be sand.’

And with that said, I came to the limits of my geological knowledge.

A year of Blogging

Hold on to these verses with me. Let’s hold tightly to them together.

It’s been a year since God clicked caps lock as he typed these words into my mind and onto my heart. He underlined them, highlighted them and then pressed CTRL B.

Return. New paragraph.

He typed one more word.

3 thoughts on prayer

 ‘Go out deeper,’ he said. ‘Go further out into the waters of faith.’

The words of the preacher were a call to me that night long ago and a restlessness of spirit was stirred up. As I put my foot forward beyond the shallows, I could feel the tug of the ocean tide. The vast, immeasurable ocean that is God’s love draws us and I think restlessness is sometimes a gift of the Spirit.