“Do I need to wash and be clean before I pick up the Bible?”
Her sincere question reveals requirements. Certain rituals governing her life before this.
Now she’s in the early days of following Christ.
And eager to learn.

“Do I need to wash and be clean before I pick up the Bible?”
Her sincere question reveals requirements. Certain rituals governing her life before this.
Now she’s in the early days of following Christ.
And eager to learn.

“Yes, Lord.”
Take a deep breath.
Then step out by faith.
Walk into unknown waters.
Enter cross-currents of
something new.

Something new. Blank page of another year. Month. Day.
Unwritten. Unspoken. Unknown by me.
At the open door sits fresh, white snow as far as the eye can see. Waiting for the first footprint.
Looks like hope.
