My Story
Nobody tells stories about sunny days when the weather was perfect and the wind was just right, not good stories anyway.
In the stories we love the skies grow dark, the waves leap high, sharks dark circle…we’re never quit sure how the hero will survive.
So why is it that when the dark days come our way we worry that the story has gone wrong. How do we declare that God is good and that the sun shines and then resist it just when we need Him most.
He’s already written our perfect endless ending is the writer trustworthy to get the middle right.
To surprise us with His love one more time.
Faith begins when we can’t imagine what the next chapter holds.