BLESSINGS TO THOSE BURNING BRIGHTLY WITH CHRIST'S LOVE,
We were heading into a snow storm last night where by the time we turned off the highway, the debate was could we see better on low beam or lights out.
Clearly a high beam just showed a wall of white just past the windshield.
It was hard to determine where we were and the turn off came with much relief since the change in direction made for better visual ability.
When we arrived home knowing it was a night where we could lose power, candles were lit as we fired up the woodstove.
I thought back to earlier days where I heard of John Wesley describing a heart strangely warmed…