Without a pen in my hand I can't think.
Dear Jesus. . . how foolish of me to have called for human help when You are here.
Worry is an old man with bended head, carrying a load of feathers which he thinks are lead.
Today I know that such memories are the key not to the past, but to the future. I know that the experiences of our lives, when we let God use them, become the mysterious and perfect preparation for the work He will give us to do.
There are no 'ifs' in God's Kingdom. His timing is perfect. His will is our hiding place. Lord Jesus, keep me in Your will! Don't let me go mad by poking about outside it.
Although the threads of my life have often seemed knotted, I know, by faith, that on the other side of the embroidery there is a crown.
There is no pit so deep, that God's love is not deeper still.
When I was a kid my family was really poor and I remember one Halloween I wanted to dress up really scary and my parents came home with a duck costume. I wore that costume for years! I hated it.
My doctrine is as I've described, which is confidence in our cause, clarity in our purpose, and resolve in our might.
Don't wait on approval, validation and likes from others - always give yourself the highest of approval ratings and work from there. Hold your head up and be fabulous no matter what!
You can put in a curl or put on a lip color or mascara, but the important thing is that the health of your skin and hair is shining through.