I want to remember this summer. The choking dust, the sparse rain, the onion cornfields, the desperation in every farmers heart as another window of opportunity closes with a maximum of 3 drops of rain.
I want to remember this summer of realizing again how good God is and how perfect His timing is and how generous His provisions are.
I can’t wait to look back and remember this summer and to reference it knowing that God is able.
May our eyes be open to see His goodness even in the dry times.
My 10 year old friend has the art of hospitality down pat.
My weekend trip to Lancaster did my heart good… pretty much cuteness overload