The mystery of God’s plan. Pictured in a carefully designed tabernacle.
Elaborate tent. Moving from place to place.
God dwelling among His people.
God with us.
The mystery of God’s plan. Pictured in a carefully designed tabernacle.
Elaborate tent. Moving from place to place.
God dwelling among His people.
God with us.
Maps torn at the creases. Unfolded and refolded over the years. Attempts to plot journeys.
Travels over land. Across the sea.
The flat paper world of continents and countries. Oceans and rivers. Cities. Mountains. Plains. Deserts.
Light-weight and world-at-a-glance.
Foldable. Disposable.
Unlike real-life-living in the marks on the map.
Approaching October. In a year that beats all. And it occurs to me. I can’t remember this year’s verse.
Typically, I ask the Lord if there’s a verse to focus on throughout the year.
And I write the chosen verse out. Meditate on it. Consider applications along the way. Note similar themes in daily Bible readings that year.
Today, I’m searching. It’s September. And no 2020 verse is written on my spiral-bound notecards. What?