Limping up the front
porch I look back.
I look back at this
crazy, wild journey of blessings and heartache.
And it takes all my
strength to lift the tight, sore muscles of my legs up one more step.
Retraining my body for
God’s glory not the approval of others.
Leaning into His grace
and strength that can only carry a body miles on end
through the Kansas winds
that push back.
The growth of sleeping
muscles coming back to life colliding head-on
with dreams deferred.
Not my strength.
Not my will.
But His in me.
His Word will not return
empty.
His Word is as alive as
the breathes you take right now…
His Word…
I can do all things
through Christ Jesus He who strengthens me.
Philippians 4:13
By His Grace,
Cole
It's been a few weeks of no rest but so blessed.
A busy season of State Assessments, meetings, Sub-state basketball, and teaching the kiddos God has entrusted to me.
I've missed you...
How have you been?
We're joining: The Gypsy Mama and Beki's: Finger Print Friday today.
