In an old clapboard church in Detroit many years ago, we used to sing a song to the words of Isaiah 40:31, and now the song is running though my head. 😌🦅
This is a beautiful truth, Tammy, "He met me. Not on the mountaintop, but in the quiet hush of prayer. Revival begins in the quiet; in the stillness and hush of waiting."
In an old clapboard church in Detroit many years ago, we used to sing a song to the words of Isaiah 40:31, and now the song is running though my head. 😌🦅
It must be a wonderful praise song.😊
This is a beautiful truth, Tammy, "He met me. Not on the mountaintop, but in the quiet hush of prayer. Revival begins in the quiet; in the stillness and hush of waiting."
Thank you, friend.
Beautiful and poignant. ❤️
Love this Tammy. This speaks to me to meet God in the quiet even to be strengthened by Him daily. Thank you 😊