On the eve of Thanksgiving, I am getting dressed to go to church. It is an unseasonably warm evening in Los Angeles accented with a lovely crescent moon in the sky. I realize how thankful and blessed my life is amidst all the chaos and turmoil going on in our world. My peace comes from knowing my Father is omnipotent and loving. I repeatedly surrender to Him and then find myself worrying about daily life, and make another futile attempt to take the reins again. Then I wake up to the Holy Spirit nudging me to let it all go and release it to my most faithful friend, confidante, and everlasting Father. My soul will always praise Him and be thankful for giving me breath!
Sending out love and restoration to everyone this season, Cat Hatchett