Your days are days without number, but the seasons are ordered by Me. Each season is particular. Like the oak tree's trunk, not visible to the outside, apparently seamless growth, but inside you will note the definite bands of growth. To the outside eye it might not be obvious, it's the same with you, only you know the struggle of progressing from one ring to the other. See it like levels. Noticed some rings are dark others light? There isn't always a steady growth. The bark is your external life. It will be pitted and ravaged by external circumstances. It will be weathered by time. But inside is another picture. It is the picture of your internal life and struggles, of growth and stagnation, of hope and despair. These are the records of import. This is what counts.


A sequence of Daily Meditations to bring you closer to the Father's Heart.....

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