This dream happened as Jacob was fleeing for his life from his brother who he had just cheated out of his blessing with the sneaky help of his mom and to the sorrow of his dad.
I was deeply and profoundly encouraged by this tawdry b-novel-plotted story of Abrahams grandson, believe it or not.
My family is messed up like that. Seriously. I’ve blogged about it.
But God sees my ❤
He knows my passionate longing to be better, to get to the blessed life He promised
He knows what makes me tick
He’s in charge and He’s got a plan
He’s the same as always.
He keeps his promises.
Like a plumb line or a flame which flames straight up to the sky no matter what you do.
Or a stairway that goes straight into heaven.
He’s the schizzle.
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