Tuesday, November 29, 2016
Saturday, November 26, 2016
The sun reigns down in glory through the clouds, with perfectly aligned rays slowly dancing like a chorus line across the sky. A bird takes flight and glides, wings spread, freely over the majesty of the scenery as if all created for him. Oh that we would move about Gods creation as it was intended--soaring securely through the spacious gift of provision designed in love with an eternal eye.
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