Eight fast-paced and mildly chaotic weeks.
Eight overwhelming and calendar-full weeks.
Eight exhausting and often-times strenuous weeks.
Yet...
Eight glorious weeks, clearly marked by the Maker's hand.
By His generosity, His compassion, His care.
A couple weeks ago, I snapped these shots. Since that time, the leaves have changed color, and many have fallen to the ground. While the mighty oaks are still laden, the maples are almost bare. The nights have turned cold, but many days are still splendidly warm.
And most of them continue to look like this...
For all His gifts, I give thanks,
and I continue to add to my list.
I will give thanks to you, LORD, with all my heart;
I will tell of all your wonderful deeds.
Psalm 9:1
and I continue to add to my list.
I will give thanks to you, LORD, with all my heart;
I will tell of all your wonderful deeds.
Psalm 9:1
1 comment:
Always love the words and the pictures. Keep them coming whenever you get the chance. Gramoggie
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