How Am I Regularly Caring For My River of Thoughts?

I used to live just one street over from the bluffs that rise up over the Missouri River. I’m familiar with its power. My kids and I loved to walk down to our historic town’s riverfront to stand at the banks and throw rocks and sticks into it. Sticks were our favorite because we could see just how swift the current was. It also gave a strict warning to my children to never play in that dangerous river. The sticks are always quickly rushed along with the rushing course of the river, too fast to ever retrieve back.

Seeking the Savior in the Stress – Week 5 – Casting Cares on Jesus

Does this passage resonate with you?

Blessed be the Lord!
    For he has heard the voice of my pleas for mercy.
 The Lord is my strength and my shield;
    in him my heart trusts, and I am helped;
my heart exults,
    and with my song I give thanks to him.” -Psalm 28:6-7

Me too!

I can say that no matter how you answered that question, it resonates with me too.

You see, many times I cry out to Him and I sense…

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