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Dear Friend, How are you? Hope you’re well. Have you ever thought of Christians who don’t walk in love, truth and light? Some might be blinded by self-centeredness, selfishness and/or self-pity. Others might still love the world, covetous and prideful. I do not think I love the world, but I’m still struggling with “self,” as I don’t think I’ve died on the cross and Christ lives in me all the time. Yet, when I see some Christians who are selfish, covetous and so on, I would think of 1 Cor. 3:9~15: For we are God’s fellow workers; you are God’s field, you are God’s building. According to the grace of God which was given to me, as a wise master builder I have laid the foundation, and another builds on it. But let each one take heed how he builds on it. For no other foundation can anyone lay than that which is laid, which is Jesus Christ. Now if anyone builds on this foundation with gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, straw, each one’s work will become clear; for the Day will declare it, because it will be revealed by fire; and the fire will test each one’s work, of what sort it is. If anyone’s work which he has built on it endures, he will receive a reward. If anyone’s work is burned, he will suffer loss; but he himself will be saved, yet so as through fire. On that Day, it will all appear. We wouldn’t lose salvation, even if we did something wrong. Adultery, theft, lie, even murder was forgiven by the precious blood of Jesus. We already saw King David’s sins were forgiven in the old testament. How much more after our Lord died on the cross for us, when we repent? Yet, our house in heaven built on our Lord would have different materials. Some will be with precious materials that won’t be burnt away, but others will be. So, I hold onto this promise, and press forward to having a house with precious materials in the heaven. I don’t want to be homeless or have a home with the foundation only. But, one day I thought to myself, “What if the persons who wronged me repented, and the Father forgave them completely? He is merciful, as He forgave all of my sins! No way! I wish they would receive the consequences of their sins in the heaven!” It was my honest thought, and it was who I am. I didn’t want their houses built with bling-bling stuffs. I would think to myself on that day, if I would see their houses with wood, hay, straw, “I told you so. You were not listening.” Then, I thought, “I am supposed to bless and pray for them here on earth? Then, they might repent, and the Father would forgive them.” I was surprised to find myself discomforted over that. I was reminded of a movie that I didn’t watch, but heard of the story from a pastor’s sermon: Christian parents had a tragedy. A murder kidnapped their kid and killed him or her. It took long for them to forgive the murderer. But one day, the parents wanted to visit the jail, to see him. They wanted to forgive him. Then, they found out he had peace. He said to them that he met the Lord in jail, and He forgave his sin. It made the parents discomforted and angry. Maybe the story may not be all correct from my recollection. Anyway, this story came into my mind. Then, I also came to be reminded of the story of a prodigal son in Luke, which I listened to a few days back. When the prodigal son came back to his father’s house and the father threw a party for him, his older son became angry: “But he was angry and would not go in. Therefore his father came out and pleaded with him. So he answered and said to his father, ‘Lo, these many years I have been serving you; I never transgressed your commandment at any time; and yet you never gave me a young goat, that I might make merry with my friends. But as soon as this son of yours came, who has devoured your livelihood with harlots, you killed the fatted calf for him.’ “And he said to him, ‘Son, you are always with me, and all that I have is yours. (Luke 15:28~31)” I found myself just like the older son, who didn’t realize all that the Father has is his. He’s in the Father’s business and he’s a successor. But, he was jealous and self-righteous. I used to say to the Father, “Father, You’re my inheritance. You’re my portion. There’s nothing I would desire in heaven and earth.” That’s right. I began to realize that I don’t have to be a busybody: But let none of you suffer as a murderer, a thief, an evildoer, or as a busybody in other people’s matters. (1 Peter 4:15) Whether it’s on earth or in heaven, I should not be a busybody. The matters between God and His other children are none of my business. To me, my God is enough. All that He has is mine. And I have Him. He only is my inheritance and portion. He’s my heavenly reward. Writing this blog, I came to think of a picture of a notebook. It has a girl holding a book close to her face and reading it, and it says, “It’s better to put your nose in a book than in someone else’s business.” It resonates with me. I only have to put my nose in the Book of Life and to see and meet Him. Friend, I do not believe you’re a busybody as I was. But, just in case, I hope this gave you some thoughts and blesses you. Have a bliss! Julie The Lord is my shepherd; Dear Friend, How are you? Hope you’re well. Heads-up! Beware of poo. (In case you plan to eat something anytime soon. :)) Last week, I wrote about mom’s gumache. Somehow, she didn’t get recovered soon this time, despite a few acupuncture treatments. Each time when I took her to the oriental medicine clinic, I ended up being exhausted or having a body-ache. Then, in this Tuesday morning, I debated as to whether I would take her to the clinic again. She got much better, yet she still had a lingering pain. I made a reservation for both of us, but later in the afternoon, I canceled mom’s appointment, but decided to go alone. I chose not to feel guilty, even if I didn’t take her to the clinic while she was being healed. First of all, I was worn out mentally and physically, and thought I should take good care of myself, before taking care of her. In addition, earlier on that day, there was a hiccup, following the previous one last week. I smelled something like poo, when mom was around in the living room. And I found out a little bit of poo was in her underwear. So, I helped her change it and wiped her rear out. I found her poo was here and there on her clothes, too. Certainly, I thought it turned out to be a good decision not to take her to the clinic. So, I went alone to the clinic for acupuncture treatments, and came back home, after buying some corns and snacks for mom in a traditional market. Then, I smelled poo again in her room, and found out she washed her underwear and hung it in the walk-in closet. Apparently, she wanted to hide it, ashamed and sorry for me. But, I found out her new underwear she was on also had a little bit of poo. Over the next couple of hours, it happened 3~4 times. It seemed that her muscle didn’t work. Poo smell was here and there, and my back ached after wiping her rear out several times. Finally, she sat on the bed, not knowing her rear had to be wiped out, while I changed her underwear. Looking at her poo even on her blanket, I ended up crying, “Mom, why?” I knew it was not her intention, yet I broke down emotionally. I had to run a washer twice on that day and throw away her blanket. For a moment, I got even angry at her. But soon, I thought to myself, “Is it a sign that He would take her Home soon?” I recalled the old folks like my mom and her older sister used to say that people would poop before they die. And I googled some symptoms before death, and found out it was one of them. Calming down, I thought that I must give her some precious moments, if it were her last day. I showed her her children’s old pictures when they were little. They made her happy. While she was looking at them, I thought that I used to ask the Father whether He would let me know one day before He would take her Home, and asked myself whether it’s His sign. Later, before she went to bed, I hugged her and touched her cheek, saying I love her. Then, when I went to my bed, I was reminded of Pastor John Fenn’s teaching that holiness is transparency. The Father knows everything in our heart, even though we don’t speak out. And I wanted to be transparent, and didn’t want to be a hypocrite, as He already knew my heart. I said to Him, “Father, I want to be honest. Please take her Home. This is too much for me. I know You’re leading me into a new season, and she would be happier with You.” My eyes got wet. And my body ached. Then, in Wednesday morning, I received a text from my sister in California. I texted her the other night about all the happening, and said to her that I put feminine care stuff in mom’s underwear as temporary measure. And she said, “You might want to buy adult diaper. She might need to wear it, going forward.” The first thing I did in the morning after I got out of bed was to check mom’s underwear, and wipe her rear out and change her underwear. Back hurt, and my body ached all over. After breakfast, I went out for grocery shopping including pull-on adult diapers. Before that, I wanted to take a short stroll to refresh myself. So, I went to a cafe where I used to pick up egg tart for mom, in order to buy one for her. Then, next to the cafe, I came to see young parents and their little girl perhaps at the age of three or four. The little girl started to cry out, and her mom held her up in her arms. It was simply a few seconds, yet I knew the Father was speaking to me through them. Nothing is coincidence. The young mom’s holding her little girl simply reminded me what love I received from my mom. Since I was in diaper, she loved me unconditionally. I realized that the Father wouldn’t say anything, when I was whining, not ready to listen to Him. But, when I calmed down, He would speak. His way is not limited to the Words, “Thus says the Lord,” or dreams or visions, but He also uses anyone I would bump in. He didn’t condemn me, but certainly He was teaching me gently. Back home, I helped mom to change her underwear to pull-on diapers and started to have peace. I only had to change her diapers frequently, without her poo leaked into her clothes. The other day, I only pitied my back hurting. But, on that day, I started to pity mom, as she had pains in her rear, after my frequent wiping her rear out with baby wipes. And I wanted to take every moment with her preciously, no matter how many days we would be together here on earth. Later in the evening, I continued to read part of 1 Peter and 2 Peter from where I stopped the other day or so: “Shepherd the Flock The elders who are among you I exhort, I who am a fellow elder and a witness of the sufferings of Christ, and also a partaker of the glory that will be revealed: Shepherd the flock of God which is among you, serving as overseers, not by compulsion but willingly, not for dishonest gain but eagerly; nor as being lords over those entrusted to you, but being examples to the flock; and when the Chief Shepherd appears, you will receive the crown of glory that does not fade away. (1 Peter 5:1~4)” I recalled an ex-tenant of mom, who is a missionary, said to me a few years back, “Sister, you’re shepherding a sheep, your mom.” “Grace and peace be multiplied to you in the knowledge of God and of Jesus our Lord, as His divine power has given to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of Him who called us by glory and virtue, by which have been given to us exceedingly great and precious promises, that through these you may be partakers of the divine nature, having escaped the corruption that is in the world through lust. (2 Peter 1:2~4)” And this made me realize that God the Father already gave me divine power to love my mom, regardless of circumstances. My body aches. Poo smell is unpleasant. So many dirty works I have to deal with. Yet, He gave me His divine power so that I can love her. That night, I said to Him, “Father, would You please help mom not feel painful when I wipe out her rear?” For the first time after the poo incidents, I prayed for her. Thursday morning, the first thing I did after getting out of the bed was again to greet mom and check her diaper. No poo. I frequently checked her diaper, but it was clear. The Father indeed helped her rear not hurt any more. My body was still aching, but my heart was singing for His goodness. Then, I continued to re-read some highlights I underlined in an Eugene Peterson’s book, Leap over a Wall, lying on the bed, and I came to read a chapter “Love (David and Mephibosheth)”: The Hebrew word chesed, narrowly translated as “love,” is a large word. No single word in our language adequate to translate it, so we revert to the use of adjectives to bring out the distinctive quality and broad reach of this love: steadfast love, loyal love, covenantal love. What we’re after is an understanding that retains the affection and desire and intimacy that commonly go with love, as we sometimes experience it as parents and children, “lovers” and friends, but amalgamated now with the stability, dependability, unswerving commitment, and steady reliability that we so commonly find wanting in ourselves and others. Chesed is often used in the biblical revelation to designate God’s love. But we humans, who have been created in the image of God, are also capable of loving this way, even though we never seem to get very good at it. Chesed is love without regard to shifting circumstances, hormones, emotional states, and personal convenience. This is the kind of love with which “God so loved the world….” This is the kind of love to which we aspire when we take marriage vows to love “in sickness and health, till death do us part.” (From Leap over a Wall) I also knew it’s the Father who orchestrated everything, including the pages I would re-read on that day. I became even more grateful for the Father’s teaching. I’m not perfect, yet I press forward to the calling I have, which is to walk in Chesed and be transformed into His likeness. Thanks to the Father’s mercy on mom and myself, today, mom’s diaper continued to be clear, and I helped her change it back to her cotton underwear, for her skins to breathe. Friend, I do not know whether you’ve struggled in walking in love, when circumstances are challenging. We have great news that the Father gave us His divine power for us to walk in love and godliness. My prayer is that we may love one another as David loved Mephibosheth, and as our Lord Jesus loved us. Steadfast, loyal and covenantal love, no matter what. Have a bliss! Happy Friday! Julie But also for this very reason, giving all diligence, add to your faith virtue, to virtue knowledge, to knowledge self-control, to self-control perseverance, to perseverance godliness, to godliness brotherly kindness, and to brotherly kindness love. For if these things are yours and abound, you will be neither barren nor unfruitful in the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ. (2 Peter 1:5~8) Dear Friend, How are you? Hope you’re well. Last week, my mom had a gum ache on her right side and it caused her right cheek to be swollen. Once in a while, she used to have a toothache or a gumache, and I used to give her painkillers. Since I went to the oriental medicine clinic for acupuncture last year, however, I took her to that clinic for gumache and swollen cheek. After an acupuncture for inflammation, she would be healed in a day. So, last Tuesday morning, I tried to make an online reservation for the clinic. Thankfully, 9:30am timeslot was available for both of us. Usually morning time is more jam-packed and patients should wait for +30 minutes, even with reservation. But, in that morning, I was surprised to see only one patient before us, and soon enough our turn to meet the doctor. When we came back home, I realized it only took less than one hour. Maybe the bad weather (snowing) made less patients, but the bad weather also could have made it hard for us to grab a cab. But everything on that day was so smooth and fast. And I was simply thankful for the Father’s goodness and shared it with my friend in Singapore. And she replied in her text that she understands how I feel. In fact, on that day, she took a day off and she went to Johor Bahru in Malaysia with her friend, which is the border area between Singapore and Malaysia. And she said it took them only 30 minutes to get there, unbelievably. And I felt the Lord was speaking to me through these incidents that my friend and I experienced on that day. Not only on that day, but in a couple of days, I booked the oriental medicine for mom again, as her gumache and her swollen cheek were not healed soon this time. Again, I was able to make a reservation for 9:30am. It was a Friday morning, and Friday mornings are more jam-packed than other days, as the clinic is closed on every Thursday. Before going to the clinic, I said to the Father, “Father, could I have time for a stroll before lunch, if mom and I were able to come back home soon?” I wanted to take a walk in a nice sunny weather, though I had a bodyache. I wanted to have a short therapeutic Me time. Again, to my amazement, in that Friday morning, we came back home from the clinic within an hour since we left home. It was unbelievably quick, compared with my past experience. And sure enough, I was able to take a walk before preparing for lunch, enjoying seeing and hearing birds flying and chirping. Everything was perfect. I couldn’t thank the Father, enough, especially when I knew my heart attitude over the past few days. Since mom was sick last week, I was stressed out. But, rather than I pitied her, I pitied myself. I didn’t have a compassionate heart for her, though she felt sick. I only thought how stressed I was and how hard it was for me to take her to the clinic. I actually ended up having a bodyache, after taking her to the clinic for three days. All the way, I was full of self-pity and self-centeredness. God doesn’t look at the outward appearance, but the heart. (1 Samuel 16:7b) Outwardly, I might have seemed to be a good daughter, looking after my old mom. But, my heart was full of self-pity and grumbling. Yet, the Father was so kind and merciful to me that He listened to my heart’s desire. And I was also able to be reminded of the recent experience on writing a blog. I couldn’t think of what I would write so that I didn’t write any. And I said to Him, “Father, I must write a blog and post it today. Would You please help me?” Interestingly enough, He helped me finish writing a blog within 2 hours. I was stunned, as I procrastinated it for a whole week, preoccupied with other stuffs. Yet, He was merciful to me and heard my cry. After all these, interestingly enough, I came to read John 6:15~21: Jesus Walks on the Sea Therefore when Jesus perceived that they were about to come and take Him by force to make Him king, He departed again to the mountain by Himself alone. Now when evening came, His disciples went down to the sea, got into the boat, and went over the sea toward Capernaum. And it was already dark, and Jesus had not come to them. Then the sea arose because a great wind was blowing. So when they had rowed about three or four miles, they saw Jesus walking on the sea and drawing near the boat; and they were afraid. But He said to them, “It is I; do not be afraid.” Then they willingly received Him into the boat, and immediately the boat was at the land where they were going. And my eyes were fixed on the word “immediately” I underlined in my Bible. I recalled the time when this word was highlighted to me for the first time, and I also recalled Pastor John Fenn mentioning it: Missed the Timing, God Makes it Up! There is also good news in the scripture for those who have missed heaven’s timing in their lives. Three Gospels record Jesus walking on the water: Matthew 14:22–33; Mark 6:45–52; and John 6:15–21. Each account provides a slightly different perspective of the same event. All three record that Jesus told the disciples to go to the other side of the lake while he sent the people away and then went up into the mountains to pray. Mark 6:48 tells us that when Jesus was walking on the water, he “would have passed by them” in the boat. It wasn’t until they cried out for fear that Jesus altered his course and, as Matthew records, extended an invitation to Peter to walk on the water. Jesus would have walked right on by them. Why? Because Jesus had given them an order. His order was for them to go to the other side of the lake. Yes it was windy that night, but the order stood, and he was going to hold to his plan to be at the other side by morning. Jesus is the same today as he was then. He issues orders for our lives and expects to meet us on the other side. Yes, he knows the contrary winds make it difficult, but he expects us to be there! The good news is that he is merciful. You might be thinking, “John, you said there was good news for those of us who have missed heaven’s timing, where is it?” the answer is found in John’s recording of this event. John 6:21 says: “Then they willingly received him into the ship: and immediately the ship was at the land whither they went.” They had been delayed by the wind and waves, and all their rowing had gotten them only part-way across the lake. Jesus wanted to walk on by them to keep his divine appointment on the other side. But when they cried out with fear Jesus came over to them, and, after Peter walked, sank, then walked back to the boat with Jesus, Jesus stepped into the boat “and immediately the ship was at the land whither they went.” Jesus transported a whole boat with twelve men plus himself to the other side of the lake so he could keep with heaven’s timing! Perhaps you, too, started on a journey you knew the Lord had commanded, but the contrary winds of circumstance and human frailty kept you rowing hard against them, not making progress, though in your heart you wanted to be with Jesus on the other side. Good news! When Jesus gets into your boat he will make up for lost time by transporting you to where you should have been all along—with nothing lost! Cry out to him and allow him to come to the boat of your life. He will restore you back into heaven’s plan and set your life to be in unison with heaven’s timing. (From Pursuing the Seasons of God) Isn’t this marvelous? The Father is merciful and He made up lost time. Whether we missed His timing due to our lack of faith and/or our circumstances, He would restore us back in His plan. We simply cry out to God, who is the Author of our times. A couple of years back, I had an impression in my heart from the Father, as if He were saying, “Babe, My watch is perfect. It’s not a second earlier, nor a second later.” And I believe He meant what He said. I was reminded of the personal prophecy I received through Irene Wong a few years back: Divine Acceleration is the supernatural ability of God to bring His plans, His purposes, and His will for you to come to pass at a much faster rate than is humanly possible. Friend, I shared some of my recent stories. Though I’m not perfect, being still selfish and self-centered, He is merciful and teaches me through all these circumstances. You might have felt you’ve been in the boat delayed by wind and waves like the disciples. But He is faithful to keep His divine appointment, saying “I will meet you there.” I hope this encourages and blesses you. Have a bliss! Julie Unrelenting disappointment leaves you heartsick, Dear Friend, How are you? Hope you are well. Today I’d like to share Lana Vawser’s prophetic words posted on March 20, 2023, I HEARD THE LORD SAY “I HAVE TREASURES IN STILLNESS AWAITING YOU”: Recently as I sat with the Lord, I heard the Lord say, “I have treasures in stillness awaiting you.” There was such a strong sense from the heart of God that this is a time to really position ourselves to wait upon God, to linger in His presence and to really spend time soaking in the secret place. I could feel a warning from the heart of God that was thundering loudly, “Do not be eager to rush”. There was such an invitation from His heart to be immersed in His presence and to embrace and cultivate stillness before Him: for there are treasures that are awaiting His people that are so precious, so sacred and so much deeper than they have ever received or experienced before. As I continued to sit with Him I saw that these treasures in the stillness were flowing from His heart. There was precious revelation that the Lord was releasing right now: these deep revelations and secrets of His heart were bringing forth transformation, life, breakthrough, insight, wisdom and depths of intimacy with Him that had not been walked in before. I then had a vision of many and they were living in this place of embracing and cultivating stillness before Him, and Glory was filling the places where they waited upon Him. His Glory, Majesty and Awe of who He is was exploding as they waited, as they lingered. At that moment I was suddenly taken back to a Scripture the Lord spoke to many years ago that He said would be very important and key in the new era that would come forth, that we have now entered. “And so the Lord used to speak to Moses face to face, just as a man speaks to his friend. When Moses returned to the camp, his attendant Joshua, the son of Nun, a young man, would not depart from the tent.” Exodus 33:11 (AMP) I heard the Lord speak again, “Do not lose the stillness. Cultivate the stillness, for treasures in stillness await you.” It struck me deeply again. Stillness and His people lingering before Him, waiting upon Him, without agenda, without presumption or assumption, just being with Him, and lingering in His presence and NOT running ahead, NOT rushing, just “being” is VERY heavily upon His heart right now. A dream I had many years ago then flooded back to me at that moment where I heard the Lord say, “Where are those who will linger? Where are those who will linger? For those who will linger, I will entrust with the secrets of My heart.” This is not a time to rush ahead. This is a time to prioritise the stillness before Him, however that looks for you. This is a time to prioritise the place of lingering in His presence and waiting upon Him. I was so aware that the stillness He was inviting us into was not only spaces in our lives carved out to just be still before Him, but it was also a heart posture. It was a deeper awareness of His presence, of His nearness, of His voice. It was a stillness of heart that was turned towards Him to hear His voice, to sense His leading, it was a surrendered place of stillness before Him that embraces Him, His way and leading. That sense surrounded me strongly again, “Do not rush ahead, do not run ahead.” It is imperative in this hour to be surrendered in stillness to His way, to His agenda, to His pace, to His timing and to His direction. There is a weighty beautiful sacredness of what is being poured out right now that is to be stewarded with such an open hand, such a stillness of heart to allow Him to have His way — whatever that looks like. Waiting on Him for as long as it takes for Him to speak, Him to reveal, Him to lead and direct. His Glory is increasing and will continue to increase as we wait upon Him in the stillness. I can’t recall whether it was before or after Lana posted it. Interestingly enough, I listened to Pastor John Fenn’s audio teachings, Lingering in The Presence, and he also talked about the same verse from Exodus about Joshua, who lingered in His presence. And he talked about learning from the afterglow with his own experience on learning sailing when he was young. Likewise, we should stay before the Lord, contemplate and meditate to look back. If we may take a journal, we go back over that and review it. And he talked about the story in Mark 8:11~21: The Pharisees Seek a Sign Then the Pharisees came out and began to dispute with Him, seeking from Him a sign from heaven, testing Him. But He sighed deeply in His spirit, and said, “Why does this generation seek a sign? Assuredly, I say to you, no sign shall be given to this generation.” Beware of the Leaven of the Pharisees and Herod And He left them, and getting into the boat again, departed to the other side. Now the disciples had forgotten to take bread, and they did not have more than one loaf with them in the boat. Then He charged them, saying, “Take heed, beware of the leaven of the Pharisees and the leaven of Herod.” And they reasoned among themselves, saying, “It is because we have no bread.” But Jesus, being aware of it, said to them, “Why do you reason because you have no bread? Do you not yet perceive nor understand? Is your heart still hardened? Having eyes, do you not see? And having ears, do you not hear? And do you not remember? When I broke the five loaves for the five thousand, how many baskets full of fragments did you take up?” They said to Him, “Twelve.” “Also, when I broke the seven for the four thousand, how many large baskets full of fragments did you take up?” And they said, “Seven.” So He said to them, “How is it you do not understand?” And Pastor John talked about the Pharisees’s hardening their hearts despite His miracles, and said we need to be thankful and have attitude of gratitude. And he went on to say that Mark 8:21 “How is it you do not understand?” in Greek is “How is it you do not put it together?” We need to take time to put it together, contemplate and meditate. And he went on to say that some people always say, “Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!” One man or woman came to him, to receive personal prophecy from him. And this person already received words from the Lord through prophets a couple of weeks back. So, Pastor John said to that person, “There is no word for you from the Father now. You go back to the words, and meditate on them.” And he quoted Joyce Myer’s words, “If you don’t learn the lesson, you will come around this mountain again.” And he went on to say that we contemplate what He has done in our lives. God is waiting there in the afterglow. When we contemplate the little bit of care He has done, we will know He will provide the same in the future, no matter what may come. I resonated with his teaching. Since I learned the importance of lingering in His presence, I took some time once in a while to read my journals I saved in iCloud or I wrote in the paper notebook. Indeed, they gave me assurance and comfort, reminding me of the Father’s goodness and faithfulness in everyday of my life. Not only that, but I also tried to re-read the books I had read, and re-listen to the sermons and teachings I had listened to. They also refreshed my memory and reminded me of precious things I would forget otherwise. This year, I read some new books in politics, temperament, and so forth, but I would definitely spend some time to re-read Eugene Peterson’s books that resonated with me so much last year. Friend, I would not ask you to re-read my blogs I posted and contemplate them. :) But if you have your own journal, too, you might want to take some time to go back and contemplate it. Whether it’s our own journals, prophetic words, the Scriptures, sermons, books and so on, I pray that you and I take some time to soak and linger in His presence like Joshua. We don’t rush ahead or harden our hearts, but put it together. We will be amazed by His blessings through that. Have a bliss! Julie My son, if you receive my words, |
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