This is a photo of my aunt Sara and me at a place called "Milk and Honey" in my favorite city, Chicago. When I think of all the milk and honey, literally and figuratively, in my life, my heart can't help but sing a song of thanksgiving.When I think about the goodness of God, I can scarcely fathom it. His love is so sweet, so pure, so good, and I'm so thankful He loves me. I'm learning more and more that His love is made of stronger stuff than I can know. My friend Lee reminded me recently that Jesus is about the business of fixing, mending, restoring. Lee reminded me that God will fix, heal, repair, everything that is broken in me. I'm so thankful. This Christmas season always makes me think of Jesus's great love in coming to rescue us. He reminds me that He brought light into the darkness we knew. He brought freedom to the captives, and He saved my sick, weak heart. Not only that, He lovingly works in my life each day in better ways than I could hope. God is good all the time, and all the time God is good.
