One of my friends called me 'Martha' this week. In case any of you don't know, that's not a compliment! I LOVE to do.
Sitting here watching God's beautiful birds eat their fill and fly away again, hearing the rustling of the leaves and listening to the crickets begin their evening song- evokes praise for my Father that will never come from accomplishments - even a job well done. It's just me and Him out here under breathtaking skies that He created just for us.
|The bidding me goodbye as it prepares to set|
What ever jobs I have yet to do can wait - while my soul drinks deeply from His precious gift of creation.
My God is an awesome God…
What fills your soul?