Bleak, dry ground extending to every horizon, sun beating down—no shelter, no way to move forward but step by tired step, feet filthy, sore. No food! I just scraped the last dried scraps from my shoulder bag. My children are crying: where are we going? where is home? not here! Is there really a promisedContinue reading “Moaning in the Desert”
Tag Archives: God's goodness
Waiting on You
Fear of the future and of lurking dangers can keep us stranded, hope lost or at a fragile place. I had a lot to learn . . .
Linnea's Lines 