A very different Wednesday Worship. No song this week. Just a moment to pause and reflect. This morning as our little one snuggled in between us for our early morning ritual , she finished inhaling her juice, let out a sigh of contentment and burrowed down deep into our bed. Her red curls leaned on my shoulder and she looked up at me. I smiled as she patted my cheek. “Me. You. Here.” she said.
How very like God to remind me of Himself through this tiny child. His gift to me. So, today, I began my morning worshipping through the words of my child. I can look around and see Him in everything. He has touched it all. And He is always here. Even when I don’t feel His presence, He is still whispering through His Spirit. “Me. You. Here.”
How is God showing Himself to you today?
A Spring of Joy 
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