Deathly pale in light of the vision. No strength.
Alone and overwhelmed to the point of exhaustion, Daniel drops. Face to the ground.
Powerless. Speechless. Unable to breathe.
And the Lord responds to His servant. With tenderness and strength.

Deathly pale in light of the vision. No strength.
Alone and overwhelmed to the point of exhaustion, Daniel drops. Face to the ground.
Powerless. Speechless. Unable to breathe.
And the Lord responds to His servant. With tenderness and strength.
Abiding in Christ. It seems like a given. The common, daily practice of a follower of Jesus.
But in the midst of vision casting and formulating strategies for work and life, abiding in Christ too easily moves to the periphery.
We may take it for granted. Give it only lip service.
We cross Bourbon Street to the beat. Jazz filters out of various establishments down the lane and around the corners.
Colorful lights and tunes draw us into the restaurant. Our party of six is ushered up narrow wooden steps to one of several dining rooms on the second floor.
Derrick the waiter greets us. And proceeds to describe the night’s special offerings in smooth, rapid New Orleans speech. We catch some of what he says, guessing at the rest. And look at the extensive menu of Cajun and Creole dishes.
After unhurried perusal, we order.