This is the scene we woke up to this morning.
I must admit, it's beautiful but the scraping and shoveling to get ready to leave for work weren't much fun...for Carol.
She did most of it...I must confess.
She did most of it...I must confess.
I guess we're not going to avoid winter after all.
While getting ready for work these words came to mind so I wrote them down.
There's a song in there somewhere...I think!
There's a song in there somewhere...I think!
God still cares for His own,
Rivers of mercy still flow from His throne;
When you are anxious and feel all alone
God is still on His throne.
I like that poem...I think I need to take heed and remember no matter what God is still on His throne.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful picture and words that comfort like a warm blanket on a cold winter day! Thank you!
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