“What if I told you that you are fulfilling it every day when you come to Me and pray
and read My Word,” He replied.”
“But there is no fruit,” I said, with my head bowed.
“What if I told you that you are fulfilling it every day when you come to Me and pray
and read My Word,” He replied.”
“But there is no fruit,” I said, with my head bowed.
His comfort landed softly on my heart bringing my tears in the midst of His peace. Jesus knew His purpose. He saw something I could not – the big picture.
The bread is in the oven, the lentil soup is almost ready, the table is set. O, I still have so much to do, and there sits Mary at the feet of Jesus. She is so irritating! She fussed and fumed. Doesn’t she know Lazarus could entertain Jesus? She should be helping me!