Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you. A mighty storm hit the mid Atlantic coast, a blizzard in the wrong place. Forty inches of snow in West Virginia, and hardly anything up here in New England. We have the road crews, the snow shovels— but they got the snow.
We are small in this world, and it is not in our hands. Our plans are driven snow.
More than the way is is supposed to be is the way it is.
We are invaded from beyond by troubles, sickness, anxiety, grief, but in the house, even without heat, we flower into being.
We are not the weather we live in. Even shame and despair will pass.
In the inner rooms we sit with the great I AM, who always comes from within.
Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve
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