A little piece I wrote a couple of nights ago. I think He's worth waiting for and He thinks I'm worth waiting for. It's the ultimate win-win situation.
Our local Shetland Prayer Link Facebook Page posted a poem being read on video. I started listening and, for a minute, couldn't get past the first line. It was quite arresting - the words, the truth, the voice. I continued listening, my spirit almost vexed by conviction. It had the desired impact and I realise His need of me is ripping at my soul.
I couldn't find a link to the video alone but you will find it here with the written words accompanying it by scrolling down the page a little.
Was Jesus too late to raise Lazarus from the dead? Of course not. Nothing God does is too late or too early. That's why we must never give up when God is left to do it His way. I know it's presently not Easter but I love this poem spoken by Glen Scrivener.
Just had time to photograph the daisies before someone came to mow the grass. Love how the daisies are strong and grow back really quickly.