He is tender, giving us the time we need to grieve at times.
He is tender, pushing us just enough, but never without love.
He is tender, knowing just how to convince us of what we need to let go, of what we need to embrace.
He is tender, granting us rest when necessary.
And He gives us His nature, that we might be tender toward those who are His and those who are not, toward those who are good, and those who are not, toward those who will appreciate, and those who will not.
In the Alphabet of Life, T is for tender.
“And you, child, will be called the prophet of the Most High;
For you will go on before the Lord to prepare His ways;
To give to His people the knowledge of salvation
By the forgiveness of their sins,
Because of the tender mercy of our God,
With which the Sunrise from on high will visit us,
To shine upon those who sit in darkness and the shadow of death,
To guide our feet into the way of peace.”
Luke 1: 76-79
Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann
#641 Time to reorganize my kitchen cupboards
#642 The sound of a train in the distance
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