Reflections in our eyes
I look into her eyes and I see my reflection. I don’t really know her, not well any way. But I see myself reflected in her eyes. I know this is simple physics, but somehow it feels like there is…
Life, seated at the feet of Jesus: everything and anything, with Him and because of Him. Seated, because everything is finished, and nothing I will ever do can change His love for me.
These words, to wrestle through my life of faith, my life with Jesus, and what being a Martha, a Christian woman, truly is.
I look into her eyes and I see my reflection. I don’t really know her, not well any way. But I see myself reflected in her eyes. I know this is simple physics, but somehow it feels like there is…