You make all things new. I remember reading Genesis 1. Your Spirit hovered the earth. You felt oppressive. I felt oppressed, but the light is not bad. Your Light is not either. I welcome the sunshine spring. Knowing that the death of the seed really was its pathway into resurrection. Into the new life as a new creation bursting from the old. Do the same with me. Please do the same with me.
In Jesus Name by the Spirit’s Power,