“You number my wanderings. You put my tears into your bottle. Aren’t they in your book?” Psalm 56:8
God reminds me that He sees and He cares.
Last night, one of my sons walked in and asked if I’d like to attend a community Good Friday service with him. I had about twenty minutes notice to get out of my pajamas and find the currently one decent ‘wear out in public’ thing I own. I didn’t think about it, I just got up and did it, and it was so good. I’d forgotten how much I loved to absorb the amazing joyful and healing energy when a large group of people sing praises to God. (why I struggle to attend a church… another topic)
I came home to watch this much loved favorite video, and I hope you’re also blessed by it. May we all feel the incredible and real hope of celebrating Resurrection!