Although I have tucked myself into my office to do my morning study, I can still hear them.
Our home is overflowing with voices, little and big footsteps, laughter and the sounds of a very young baby. We are experiencing the "Lotter Invasion".
As the kitchen countertops are loaded down with food, so is my heart and soul.
Our ABBA is filling me up with the love from my "soul family".
Here for a wedding the 10 of us will be attending this day, we are being fed the food of love. of joy. and of wisdom. How much I grow and delight in these special persons whom He has given me as part of my heart. Just like food, He knows how my soul needs nourishment. He knows memories being made become treasures in my heart to sustain me during times of drought. Like a cool drink of water for a parched soul they are.
Most every Wednesday night our home is filled with other members of my "soul family" as we gather to study His Word. Every other Tuesday a group of my "sisters" come together, bonding, falling deeper in love with our ABBA as we grow through His Word.
This home. It is His. It is His and we are blessed, honored, beyond words to use it for Him. For His glory. We are blessed and honored, beyond words, to fill it up with our "soul family". To fill it up with those He has put into our lives. All the while, being fed by Him.
It is the little moments that are really the grand events in life.
It is the many ways He feeds me. His Word each day I take of it and chew on it throughout my days. Constantly my eyes fall upon persons or things and His Word is brought into my thoughts. He feeds me. Through the love and honor from those He surrounds me with. How I delight in the food of life He gives me.
The everlasting food of His Love through the many members of His family.
Thank you my ABBA. For knowing. for providing.
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