I ask and I want, and I ask with a selfish desire for all things to be right...but this is my desire...looking forward to that day when all things will be made new.
Things are not new. They are not right.
There is pain and sadness.
There is depression and despair.
You make things right.
You've promised, and I wait in eager anticipation for that day. And I know it will come.
Come quickly, Lord Jesus.
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just looking for a place to store all the things that bounce around in my brain and that sometimes escape to the airspace around me, which make my children stare at me and wonder if I'm ok...and since the kitchen's a mess, this blog will just have to do
What I Am
- Michelle
- Mom of four - a girl, 3 boys - I stay at home with all the noise. I need to clean, and probably should, but find other things that are just as good.
What's On the Kitchen Counter
- Brokenness, Surrender, Holiness, by Nancy Leigh DeMoss
Who's Cleaning My Kitchen
Get Ready to Clean
- Isaiah 49
- clip your fingernails
- hospitality
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