It’s tough to feel anything but dried up these days. Poetry helps. So does reading the Word. (One more than the other.)
Even as I kid, I desperately felt like I’m running out of time, never able to do or be enough. But God can use even that curse to make something beautiful.
Vote! But do it with His heart.
Will I disappoint you? Almost guaranteed.
Will I disappoint God? Never.
Hat tip to Raffi for the reminder that the hands that hold the universe hold mine.