The hands that I love are many. My Mom’s hands scratched my back when I was a little girl. They sleepily rubbed my knees in the middle of nights I would wake up crying with growing pains. They lovingly washed my hair in the kitchen sink on Friday nights. My Dad’s hands were big and strong. He could cover both…
Tag: guidance
Build Up! Build Up!
Build up! Build up! Prepare the road! Remove the obstacles out of the way of my people. (Isaiah 57:14) That’s what we are supposed to be doing down here. Building the foundation. Preparing the road for others. For our kids. For ourselves. For those around us. But what are we preparing? Facebook memories? Never ending events and programs? Fancy Thanksgiving…