I wrote two good old fashioned letters today. The hardest part of writing them was just getting started. With all the options for stimulus and entertainment, it felt like it would be much easier to just slide into Netflix than to write a friend.
I just asked Father for help, and He gave me help. And the writing, well that helped me in turn to process what’s happening in my life. God is working something beautiful, and the pain and suffering is only for a short time. When I read 2 Corinthians chapter 4 today – the second half of the chapter resonated with me down to my soul.
We’re just getting started.