When the Well Is Dry

It’s 11:58 PM.

Almost midnight.

Another day about to end.

Nothing to write.100-105 dumps

Waiting…  Listening…

Nothing heard.

Is this like a watched pot that never boils?

[Deep sigh.]

Tomorrow is another day.  If You’re willing, that is.

“Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail.  They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness.  I say to myself, ‘The Lord is my portion,210-260 pdf therefore I will wait for Him.”

Until tomorrow, then…

Waiting…  Listening…

Abba’s Girl


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