My Cousin who has been in this world a long time said to me, “I can’t believe how much you look like our grandmother.” Sadly, she wasn’t kidding. Twenty years ago the mirror told me I looked like my father. Now the mirror tells me I look like my grandmother. Time has a way of doing that.
The grass withers, the flower fades,
but the word of our God will stand forever.
Don’t try and handle me, for I’m fading fast. Handle the Word of God because it is a benefit now and forever without ever getting old.
Think about it, and thanks, cousin, for this devotional.
Gary