The Man in the Yellow Coat
This post was written by a guest blogger; my daughter, Sarah Danner. :) My husband and I live in one of the poorest counties in California. We live in the sticks. The only people around us, besides military folks, are farmers. Lots of dairy and fruit farms. It’s not unusual to see large trucks carrying loose fruit down the highway. I have often wondered why God picked this place for us. There’s nothing here. Not long after we had moved here, we started traveling to
Lovest Thou Me More Than These?
I'm too tired. I'm haven't eaten a real meal in days. I need more sleep. There are these people, see Lord... I was thinking about a job that my son was given to do. No one told him that he was the one who needed to do it. But he knew. We always know when it is the Lord. When God is the one calling and challenging us with a task. And it always seems to come when we are the least ready to perform it. When we are the most tired and worn down. I think the Lord do