Look. Four letters.
This whole year I've wanted to remain mindful of my need to look for God in the midst of the grit. Because, at least for me, it takes an intentional choice to seek Him where He seems nowhere to be found.
I've slacked off lately.
And with only 46 days left in the year (?!), I want to end well. Strong. Focused. Determined.
So I am looking.
I choose to seek His face not His hand.
His heart not His gifts.
Above all else.
"Those who look to Him for help will be radiant with joy; no shadow of shame will darken their faces." -Psalm 34:5