This spring has been full of storms. I'm so thankful that the sun always seems to shine through in the end. I'm thankful for the many that have reached out a hand to help those around them, and those far away. I'm thankful for hearts who dare to listen to God's gentle whisper. After all, we are His hands and His feet. We were called to serve Him.
Prayers continuing from Alabama, to Joplin, MO, to my neighbors two doors down.
Thank you God, for your love is new with every morning. Thank you for always making the Son shine through in the end.