When I went out to my log this morning after a season of time , it almost looked like a different place. The path up the hill was almost hidden, and the mimosas we're sprung up everywhere - even overhanging my log in places.
The devil sows the weeds to choke out spiritual like, and the mimosas taking over my "strait and narrow way log of life" was illustrative to me of this truth.
Pull up the weeds! Pull out the sins! Cut back the limbs (that's what I did) :) )....that I might see and move freely once again and walk on my log, the "narrow way" ! Amen!
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