Opening Letter
MORNING DEW
I learn to be quiet. I learn to be still. My mind is my Father’s garden. It is the place where my Father is given the opportunity to perform His works in me. I allow my Father to come water His garden daily as He speaks. I allow my Father His Will to speak to me. I receive His daily commands and I am fed. While I thought that I was sitting with Him in the garden of this world, He chose the better portion; to sit with me in the garden of my mind. In each breath, I take the opportunity to exercise my faith as I continue to wait upon the Lord. In each wait, my Father holds my hand, sustaining me with His Word.
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