Do you have days where you wonder:
How will I get through this?
The mountain looms and you have no idea how to scale it, how to level the rugged places, and raise up the valleys.
But there is a grace that carries through. Standing under the waterfall of grace, I find my hope in Jesus, my rock, my GPS.
There is a grace that gives strength to endure, to fight through hardship and emerge stronger, wiser. Grace that reveals strength of character, purified by fire, refined like silver.
Grace is strong. Grace champions when you can’t see the finish line. Grace enables you to make it, no matter what.
On days when I struggle to make it through, I stand under the waterfall of grace, allowing God’s waves and breakers to sweep over me, carrying me through the day.
Deep calls unto deep at the noise of your waterfalls: all your waves and your billows are gone over me (Psalm 42:7).