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Thursday 28 November 2019

Light in the Darkness


Today I overflow with thanks as I worship with https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Sjc37QPwLw

Ours is an amazing God. He is always working. He is always good. Always love. Always truth. Always peace. Always forgiveness. Always light in the darkness. Always hope. Always joy.

For days a grey mist has hung over this area of the world. This afternoon the blanket broke, striped with streaks of gold and pink, revealing a blue sky beyond. So much to thank God for. The grey mist may hang for a day or a month or a year, but God has the last word. The blanket will break and the light will shine and the world will worship with a thankful heart. Every knee will bow and every 
tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord.

Jesus Christ is Lord. Amen.

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