Life Untold
The compelling reality of the dwindling horizon line before me only serves to remind me of the blessed road traveled from behind. When I think of those seemingly unrelated, though reoccurring, reminders of God''s providential movement in my life, I''m deeply broken by God''s long-suffering and His steadfast love toward me. From the worn linoleum floor coverings beneath that dimly-lit kitchen table...
The compelling reality of the dwindling horizon line before me only serves to remind me of the blessed road traveled from behind. When I think of those seemingly unrelated, though reoccurring, reminders of God''s providential movement in my life, I''m deeply broken by God''s long-suffering and His steadfast love toward me. From the worn linoleum floor coverings beneath that dimly-lit kitchen table...
