On my walk around the lake in our neighborhood, I ponder life, faith and random thoughts. God seems to meet me there in the quiet. As my feet move, my mind is freed to consider the temporal and eternal. Join me on my journey.
I am not reading My Upmost For His Highest by Oswald Chambers as the dates suggest. The August 28 entry really spoke to me about the purpose of prayer.
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