Praise God for this little buffet of instruments, sight glasses and valves that came into War Horse last week. I’m so very thankful the core DNA of my company is to wash feet. I am starting to lose count on the number of times a $200 fill-in-the-blank leads us to another customer, another vendor list, another project and another mission field. Praise God His supply is perfect and His leading is on point. Every, single time.
Earlier today, after church, I took my son into the bay for a little fishing expedition. We made it to the waters-edge safe and sound, fished all afternoon, boxed dinner, caught a sunburn and returned home just before dark. The colors God used in His creation of today were remarkable. The aroma of the salty air, the tug on the end of the line and the sound of a giggling 11-yearold were subtle reminders that life, in this moment, stands complete and is made possible by the Good Shepherd Who loves to give His children great gifts.
Praise the Father, Son and Holy Spirit that this day I get to be the beneficiary of yet another round of provision that my barns cannot contain.
