Veils

I scurried around the kitchen taking care of my children’s hunger while worshipping along with the music on my laptop. Suddenly I had to come to a dead halt, not knowing that MY “hunger” would be met that afternoon. Leaning onto my elbows on the counter, eyes shut ~ the One being worshipped reached down to touch me: depositing into me the only way to feed my longing to know Him more intimately.

“…the veil of the temple was torn in two.” (Luke 23:45)

Thermometer or Thermostat?

“Death and life are in the power of the tongue!” (Prov. 18:21)

Are we speaking death or life into our circumstances, over our spouse, over our children, over ourselves? What are we creating with the words that we speak? Our words have creative power!

 

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