Once a shoe box was a filing cabinet. It housed papers; papers recording life: rent received – or not; places worked, wages earned. A time when folks made do with what was readily available. No dashing off to the store to buy a leather-bound journal to keep such one day to be discarded information. Evidence of necessity then has given way today to a twinge of holy envy for pleasant days of hardship; taken-in-stride-life that grew stewardship, loyalty, inventiveness, godly pride, laughter and sharing. Unopened gifts from the past, shielding our young — what have we done?
A Gathering Place for Christian Devotions and Prayer. Have you met the One who knows EVERYTHING about you and yet He still loves you and wants you to spend Eternity with Him?
