When I got home, I still could not find the remote control that God hid. I’m sure it will resurface soon. But boy oh boy, for the work He has done today, though uncomfortable, I am glad He hid it.

Dear Daughter, I have been waiting on you. Let the adventure begin… again.

God can make you bullet proof. Believe it.

My prayer for myself and you reading this is that when (by faith) we are found by our respective Mr. Wonderful, we can properly discern that it is indeed him. This discernment only comes from a heart that has been in constant communion with Holy Spirit.

You haven’t began to see a life of profit until you’ve lived a life submitted to Jesus. It’s better.

Through all the noise, I learned, being ME is better.