Praise God Jehovah for the close of another successful and safe week. I’m losing count of the number of pink unicorns that walk through the door and the number of times we are able to locate them. It is simply not possible without the Lamb of God.
On that note, this week’s provision has brought me to my knees more than once. I’m blown away by the number of times His generous cup-overflowing supply stepped into our realm. I’m in shambles for my ye-of little faith moments while His faithful timing never once left the shelves of our pantry bare.