As I walked out of Hen House with my groceries, he was loading his trunk with food supplies. He smiled, then asked, “Are you from New Mexico? He pointed toward the tag on my car: “New Mexico — Land of Enchantment.” “No,” I said, “but I’d like to be. It’s on my bucket list to …
As I walked out of Hen House with my groceries, he was loading his trunk with his own food supply. He smiled, then asked, “Are you from New Mexico?” He pointed toward the tag on my car: “New Mexico — Land of Enchantment.” “No,” I said, “but it’s on my bucket list. I would like …
When we become still and truly rest, we can discern more of God’s voice and the beauty of his creation.