God’s promises are so sweet. Our trek to Him so simple. “Come to me, and I will give you rest.” So very simple, yet sometimes I take many trips around the same block to get there. Trip over the same speed bumps. Yet, the instructions are the same. Simple and sweet, yet direct. “Come to me, and I will give you rest.” “Thank you Lord for your sweet promise. For your gift to me. For waiting on me to make it around the corner one more time. For always being there waiting for me to realize, once again, that you were there all the time, just waiting for me to get there. Amen.”
The rest is sweet.
It’s just an Average Day on Everidge, Fifi