I have never read a book of devotions like that, ever. Have you? I don't know if I get bored, or if it's that at some point I will miss a day and then give up all together. I used to get frustrated and all judgy with myself. (and yes, judgy is a word.. don't you see it typed right there..see a word I tell you. )
Well at some point along the way I decided that was dumb, so I just pick it up when the mood strikes and randomly pick a day.
The poem below was part of the day I picked the other night..July 4th to be exact.
With sunlight in my soul;
I hear the storms in vales beneath,
I hear the thunders roll.
Beneath these glorious skies;
And to the height on which I stand,
No storms, nor clouds can rise.
My God to find thee so;
Thy face to see, thy voice to hear,
and all thy love to know.
From 'Springs in the Valley'
by Mrs. Charles E. Cowman
I thought we could use the reminder since Monday's tend to be a little crazy. Rest in Jesus, He is where the joy and peace are.
Because of Him,