Boxes. Seasons.

It is good to look back into the recent past and remember.


Grateful for every bit.

Sometimes, nothing needs to change except where and on whom we place our eyes.

It is always clear to Him. And all He needs of me, is just to rest in that.

He is our hearts’ home.

Until we really know that – and unless we live it – we will be restless.

How do we choose God each time? How do we live out what we know with our heads and profess with our lips? What does “faith” look like? How do we live, when the choices are hard? 

He that trusteth in the Lord,
mercy shall compass him about.
– Ps 32:10  






About lilac butterfly

Live. Love. Learn. Laugh. Write. Draw. Colour. Blend. Play. Dream. Cry. Reflect. Pray. Sing. Worship. Bake. Cook. Rest. Give thanks.

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