Dry as a bone

So, yes, I know dust, And, I know the dehydration that comes with it, but even baling old hay doesn’t come close to the dehydration of my soul. Empty, useless, dry and dead, are what my senses tell me.

Mutual Refreshing

The closeness you had with Jesus that morning has waned. If you have an evening prayer time, you may come before God with a cluttered mind. It’s difficult to refocus upon what is really important, your relationship with Jesus.

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