The calendar said it was summer, and I believed it.
So I drove until I found a nice, wide stretch of grass.
I found the perfect spot.
Under a tree.
And as I laid there curled up under the canopy I realized: I find Jesus the most in my failures, mess-ups and weaknesses. When I recognize my sin, I recognize Him even more.
1 comment:
Mmmmm. True that.
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