Wednesday, November 1, 2017

“He Washed My Eyes With Tears”

Was so blessed to share a sacred time of devotions around the Willis’ family table in North Carolina this morning. Holy ground, indeed. Mom, Grayson and I wept holy tears, together. Finally, Mom began to spontaneously sing the lyrics of this old hymn: 



All the while, drinking coffee from my Dad’s coffee cup. Tender, indeed.

“Worship Only God!” Rev. 22:9 NLT

Grateful  

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