A Childhood Cancer Survivor Blogging about the World of Childhood Cancer

When my mom and I began this Children’s Hospital Hope Tour, I had high aspirations of writing each night to tell you what happens each and every day. Our schedule has been very tight, and we are filling our days to the tippity-top! There have been many surprises along the way, and we have met people we thought we would never have the chance to meet. When we return home, I look forward to filling in all of the details.

My truest intention on our Hope Tour is to bless the children who are currently fighting cancer to give them hope. My purpose is to give. You know how it feels when everything in you tells you that you need to step out in action? There is no way Mom and I could not set out to complete this mission of our hearts. What I need– and want– to share with you today is how we feel God’s presence each moment of each day… how we feel we are receiving, rather than giving. 

As we drove through upstate New York, Pennsylvania, Ohio and Indiana today, at every turn, we were overwhelmed with God’s goodness. The beauty of the land that God has given us overwhelmed us again and again, till our eyes brimmed with tears. The great fields of crops and scenic red barns that dotted the land gave me a gratefulness I have not known until this day. Today, I am struck how grateful I am for this Earth God has made for us– for this land that produces the food that sustains us and this land that truly shows us who God is and how much He loves us. 

It is true that He loves us so. It is true that He has filled this Earth with His glory. We need to protect and nourish this land of ours. As our love gift to Him, let’s be good to this land and good to each other.

There is no doubt. I have seen it with my eyes. I know it in my heart. 

The Earth is filled with God’s glory!

God's Glory all around us

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Comments on: "The Earth is Filled to the Brim with God’s Glory" (1)

  1. tych psich oczach, na Wartościowa maszyny. martwej siatkówce strona
    budowanie odbił się obraz filmowy
    przygiętych sylwetek w ciemnoszarych, zlewających się z mrokiem kombinezonach.

    Na bezgłośny omen sylwetki odskoczyły od czasu bramy, przylgnęły do muru.

    Pełno był dziwnie tępy,podczas gdy kierunkowe ładunki
    przecinały zawiasy. Pancerne
    bramy nieco drgnęły, jednakowoż nie podziękowały
    ze stalowej futryny, wciąż przytrzymywane
    ryglami, Dop.

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