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Monday 25 September 2023

Small Things

 

Today our eldest grandchild turns 9.

How can that be? It seems only yesterday she was born, and we were smitten. I hadn’t suspected I would be so overwhelmed with love for a grandchild.

Flick led the way for eight more to follow, and each time, we were smitten.

Don’t despise the day of small things, Scripture advises: God transforms the small things in our lives into beautiful works of creativity and genius. Who knows what his plans are for these young ones, his good and perfect plans?

May God bless the socks off these young ones, and those in your lives. May they face the storms of life with courage and faith, trusting that in everything, God holds the keys. May they be filled with the Holy Spirit of God, alive to the direction Jesus is moving, and alert to the whisper of the Father.

Happy birthday dear Felicity, halfway around the world.

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