Then he went on alone into the wilderness, traveling all day. He sat down under a solitary broom tree and prayed that he might die. “I have had enough, Lord,” he said. “Take my life, for I am no better than my ancestors who have already died.” Then he lay down and slept under the… [Read More]
words: bomb, balm, build?
I’ve read quite a few quotes and posts on words in recent weeks. No question, our words are power-packed and we might want to evaluate just what kind of power they hold. As I was reading through scripture, it came to me weeks ago, that our words can be either a balm or a bomb…. [Read More]