The other day, a slice of Mum’s white bread that she has for toast had a hole in it! After the bread was toasted and buttered, the butter went through the hole and landed on the plate!
Just like the butter, our Lord’s love for us and His light, comes through all the things that make up our day and brings comfort in the midst of our pain and tiredness. Unlike a small hole, His love and light, is very,very wide, deep, and high! It is ongoing and continual now and eternally! ❤️
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