I'm sitting in Pearl Street Bagel having a soy matcha and ginger cookie and pulled out my journal. Randomly reading an entry made a few months ago, I was taken again to that sweet place in God's presence and truth. Hope it does the same for you.
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" Humble Places of Love."
I am reading over the initial layout of This Beloved Road and that line at the end of the chapter (by the same name) just hangs heavy in the air. The two things that make us and our actions pure and undefiled and useful: humility and love. Father, may I be a humble place of love. As I have been singing for days, "Love me, Lord, like You want to do so I can do what You ask me to."
A Humble Place of Love. Our Father still glories in pouring Himself out in such a place.
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