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.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Secure With Me

Do not be discouraged

Out of the Water