Christmas is Coming, Hello God it's Me, Mara

You know, Lord, another friend shared about a prayerful ‘blurb’ she’d recently read which reminded her of where she’d lived or visited. ‘Jenny’ mention that she was having morning devotions near a window that looked out over a peaceful pond; which is way South; out of our state. Anyway, she heard the birdies singing, saw the sky was dusted with soft shades of blue and white which made her aware of Jesus’s presence. But she’d lived in other places, where views were less serene with a littered alley in a crime-ridden neighborhood as a backdrop – which made her think: when our geography isn’t idy...