scrambled eggs…
In this time there are those who are feeling fragile and broken. Others are feeling hardened and misshapen by the fire; in check by the circumstances of life. Be yielded to me. Allow me to work in you for I am making something.
You are my creation; receive my peace. Allow me to focus you, to breath my ways into your situations. It is in your brokenness and yielding I can use you.
As scrambled eggs, you lose your identity, but become food for the hand of Father to feed the hungry.
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