At the end of the night I cried out for a break through.
He reminds me of a photo.
One I took at 9:30 this morning.
So much darkness but a beautiful break through of light. Not a little break through. A lot of break through.
Not just a break through. Instead a beautiful breakthrough.
You can see His glory. You can see His glory shining on many different things and in many different directions.
Before I ever even asked for break through; He was showing me. Baby girl it is coming.
It is important to pay attention.
Not just take a pretty picture, post it and move on with your day.
Pay attention. All the time. Your daddy is talking to you. Showing you.