Journeyman Jottings: That Will Help, Mate

She is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh.

The man was so excited with the one the Creator had made to come alongside him. The one who would commpliment him and be integral to fulfilling the blessing of being fruitful, multiplying, subduing and ruling.

He grew to appreciate that he couldn’t do it without her.

I am growing to appreciate that sentiment too …

(Photo by a befendo on Unsplash)

For His Name’s Sake

Shalom

C. L. J. Dryden

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