You can’t rush a good thing and God doesn’t manufacture—
He Creates, He Sculpts, He Forages and He Transfigures.
Just as an artist mixes their palate—they know color.
Just as a wine maker is patience with his grapes—He knows flavor.
Just as a Chef creates His cuisine—
He knows aroma.
Just as a builder pay close attention to details and selects the choicest lumber—-He knows stability and longevity.
When it’s been touched by the Masters Hand it leaves a Mark of Grace that cannot be changed.
Hope can only be fortified in Him.
“The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, My God, my rock, in whom I take refuge; My shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.”