On the Monday after Christmas, at the end of a pandemic filled year, when it seems like all is falling apart...
Maybe it's the Thursday where the toilet backs up, the kids won't stop fighting...
In our house, it often has to do with health issues. A change in medication, causing more Autistic meltdowns, littlest kiddo having an anxiety attack, or Mama having a flare where she can't get out of bed.
Whatever the circumstances, there are times that we feel weary. I don't just mean up all night tired, but soul-aching, weary. It's those times, that I need truth in my life. That's what led to this design. Psalm 23 has a little phrase in there that is a promise of hope. "He restores my soul."
Yes, even when we walk through the valleys, and the shadows of death surround us, we're not alone. "He restores my soul."
When it feels like we can't make it through another day. "He restores me soul."
When fears abound and threaten to swallow you whole. "He restores my soul."
Remember this truth, for it is a breath of life. "He restores my soul."
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