I’m not the best photographer in the world, and besides that, I think my lens has a smudge on it. And besides that, I can’t even find the thing at the moment.
But, I loved the view of this moment. I loved in the midst of the snow and the rain…glimmering droplets falling from berries…brries that have lasted all winter long.
This week, reviewing with one of my children Psalm 1: “he will be like a tree planted by streams of water, whose leaf does not wither, which yields it’s fruit in season.” This verse speaks about a man who places himself in the flow of God-life… and stays there.
Where I want to be…
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