I feel like time is breathing down my neck and etching "I was here", on my face. I need rapid wrinkle repair. Okay that sentence is fun...

What are you writing on your heart? What do you repeat to yourself until it's engraved there? Is it guilt or shame?

There is not a problem that doesn't find it's answer in God. If we aren't reading His word diligently, not devotionals, not self-help...

Lately my thoughts have been "in the weeds". There is too much going on in there, and it isn't just anxiety or agendas.