Wednesday, July 1, 2009
A cold drink of water.
Sometimes the going gets tough; when you find yourself pushing more and smiling less. Having spent some of my formative years in West Texas, the image that comes to my mind is walking through a dry and dusty land. You look as far off as you can, and all you see is more of the same dry land that you are walking through. It is in these times, the way God provides for you is especially apparent. You hear from a distant friend, you find a cheap CD with the music you grew up hearing and God reminds you that you aren't the only person in the world. Like when your hot and sweaty, your mouth is dry; then you get a cold drink of water, and suddenly things don't seem quite so bad.
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