Hands full.

What do you see when you look with the eyes of your heart?

I see a world of hurt being renewed by the very definition of love. I see a broken relationship being made whole. I see fires starting. I see desires being realised. I see hope and prosperity. I see restoration of what was lost. I see a good God. A loving Father. I see sons and daughters awakening from sleep. I see a beautiful earth. I see whole people and I see an enemy that is trembling as it hides behind the lies it thought would never be exposed.

You were worth it.

You are welcome.

Bring your baggage.