Footprints on the Waters
Penned here are a few thoughts from a young Christian trying to navigate strange waters. I am still finding my sea legs, I nearly drown sometimes. I stay afloat because I have His hand to hold on to.
God doesn’t want you to live your entire life believing what others tell you about Him. He wants you to find Him for yourself. “You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.”(Jeremiah 29:13) This is my attempt to know Him for myself and to encourage anyone else who is searching. If you’re up for a stroll on the sea, come see what I have found.
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