Wednesday

The God of Glory thunders. I love that verse. Last night there were two flashes of lightning, one rumble of thunder, and about 13 drops of rain in Farmington, NM.
Art and I prayed about ministry...about how maybe we might be being led to try again. Baby steps into the unknown. We can not do it on our own. But aren't all truely successful ministries acts of God? Waiting for more rain. Waiting for wisdom and guidence. We won't let go of each other's hands, we won't let go of His.