Perhaps it's the oppressive heat and humidity. Perhaps it's because I'm longing to go to the seashore.
Whatever the reason... I wanted to share part of a post I recently found. I've changed it up a bit in hopes that you'll be inspired too.
the distance."
difficulty and doubt resound that I am
"UNABLE".
toward an endless well
of SATISFYING refreshment
in order to reach destinations
UNIMAGINABLE
But I cry
"I have no gifts or talents CAPABLE ENOUGH to take me
"I have no gifts or talents CAPABLE ENOUGH to take me
the distance."
"It's not gifts or talents that you need
but
FAITH
to take the first step
but
FAITH
to take the first step
The CRASHING WAVES of
difficulty and doubt resound that I am
"UNABLE".
while a still voice on distant shores whispers
"God does not call the able.
HE ENABLES THE CALLED."
HE ENABLES THE CALLED."
COME...
there is
a feast of rejoicing waiting for
a feast of rejoicing waiting for
you.
1 Comments:
A wonderful sentiment and so true. Thanks for sharing, my sister. Susan
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