Miranda Mack Ministries

I saw a re-post from someone I know on Facebook today. As I read what they’d shared it provoked a desire in me to join in with the conversation. Not from a view to disparage the original post, rather to add more meat on the bones; to flesh out what God had been putting on my own heart during these past 18, Covid-filled, months. And so I hit the comment button and began to type. Some time later, I was still sitting in the kitchen tapping away on my phone when I realised that maybe God had put more on my heart to say than a cursory Facebook comment and so this blog post was born.

Don’t be fooled into taking action when the Father wants you to rest, tricked into lowering your gaze and turning your ear to the putrid noise, for all the accuser says brings death. Instead endure even in your circumstances.

This morning was a bath kinda morning. Those of you who know me will know I hardly ever take a bath. That’s not to say I don’t wash by the way. I most certainly do, showering fulfils this task. The art of bathing and the delight of time wasting, however, seems to have dropped off my ‘things I do’ skill set.