In a fragile, delicate place: a dandelion, a droplet of water, God can be our hiding place and create a safe, strong refuge.
This is a picture of a brand new-born Tanzanian Baby.
You've turned my mourning into dancing. When we .....in other words we WILL....go through the fire we will not be burned. We WILL rise from our fire, our heartache and our mourning and we WILL dance with joy! The cross reflected in the picture reflects our assurance of dancing because of the blood that Jesus shed for us. Maybe you should do a little jig in the midst of the ashes and just practise for when the dancing season arrives!
