Looking for Answers

Things happen that don't make sense at the time, and not just once in a lifetime. That's a given. In the middle of the fear and chaos, this verse comes to mind. And the prayers begin anew, as I thank Him for His promise that He will never leave me or forsake me. Ever. 

November Sunset - His Reminder

 

  For the beauty of the earth

For the glory of the skies...

Lord of all, to Thee we raise,

This our hymn of grateful praise…

For the Beauty of the Earth, 1864

Thankfully, all His!

Greatness.

Power.

Glory.

Majesty.

Splendor.

Yours, Lord!

August Morning Mist

The early morning mist on the mountain and across the valley was cool and moist, reminding me of this verse. I am redeemed - I am His, even if I am not the perfect wife, mom, daughter, friend, or child of God.  Thankful for His love, new days, and new beginnings.