Glorynomics™

My heart bursts its banks, spilling beauty and goodness. I pour it out in a poem to the king, shaping the river into words. Psalm 45:1

Several years ago, I, Mahesh was speaking at a pastor’s conference. During one of the breaks, we all went to a nearby restaurant for lunch. As we walked in the Lord highlighted our waitress for me. He began to share His heart for her and her struggle. I just listened to the Lord as we sat down and everyone began to put in their orders. There was a lot of commotion as people were focused on their lunch or exchanging stories with one another, but there was another sound that was in the atmosphere. It was the Lord of Glory bending down to touch a mother’s heart.

At the end of the meal, I told the young woman that the Lord knew about her…

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