08 January 2011

Fresh bread


Snow fell quietly in the night, leaving a thin, fresh layer of sparkling white to cover mounds beginning to lose their luster.

So too do I need a fresh touch from the Spirit of God each day to refresh, sharpen and awaken me.  His Word is manna in my wilderness, the Bread of Life that sustains me.

For the bread of God is the bread that comes down from heaven and gives life to the world John 6:33 NIV

1 comment:

Cheryl Smith said...

I want to breathe in every bit of that scene, your words and His presence.

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