02/20/2026
The struggles are real and sometimes we need that reminder that I (we) are the daughter of the most high King. This past year some of us have grieved and still grieve the loss of a loved one. A song, picture, or any memory that floats in will again signal what we know, they are gone. While walking into work one morning, I could hear the birds singing and what a beautiful melody they had. They flew in front swooping down to sit upon the garden trellis near the employee door and there it was a cardinal in the mix. Someone knew I was thinking of them on that day. Maybe it was the parents, friends, aunts, uncles, grand niece, brother or sister.
Maybe I needed to feel the love. I am a Daughter of the most high King. I know I am loved, protected, blessed beyond measure, fearfully and wonderfully made and have the best Father anyone could ever have. You can have Him too.