The beauty of a blog or a journal is that it functions rather like a time machine: Your past self can speak to your present self.
Tonight I headed a nudge from somewhere within to go back in time and read what my past self had to say. I am humbled to find out that God still chooses weak vessels to bring His comforting Word of Truth. I'm amazed to realize that things I mused upon some time ago still speak to me today.
But God is like that. The ever-moving, unchangeable message goes forth, comes 'round, and goes out again. Always it lives and breathes, yet ever it says the same thing.
Here's what I read tonight:Taught a lesson by a philosopher