Insomnia creeps in and leaves me tip-toeing through His Word in darkest hours. Trying not to wake the household, I read from the portable screen.
2 Timothy 4:7-I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.
I want it to be true of me.
…that I moved forward with intention
…that He used me to help others do the same
…that I showed up for training
…that I depended on His strength
…that my faith was at least the size of a mustard seed
I win the race when others see Him at the finish line.
Oh yes. Amen. What a powerful word there. Only when they see Him. Bless you, thank you for this.
This right here, it’s worship. Your heart cry, it’s Him.
Amen, so very true.
Beautifully spoken. And a reminder that God speaks to us and works through us in the most uncomfortable times in our life.
Amen. (deep from my belly, amen.)