It takes trust to be enclosed without fear. Both for us and for the flowers. It adds a whole new perspective to Matthew 6:27-30 --
Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?
Ice will come. We get to choose whether or not it is a blessing.
Continuing with gratitude. . .
206. Sunday morning oatmeal
207. Driving through fog to chuch
208. Trees outlined in silver
209. New teas-- chocolate mint and berry!
210. Lost things found
211. Daddy back home after a business trip
212. Postponing math to shovel the drivway
213. Melting ice
214. Fragile things
215. A gentle God
5 comments:
Those pictures are amazing! It kind of looks like a hand.
Blesssings,
Kayla
Hi...jumped over from Ann's blog to visit...we are all community : )
Your pics are really breathtaking and I am really enjoying the words of gratitude we are all sharing. God Bless!!
Love the photos to pretty. Nice to have some preserved flowers even in winter
So lovely!
This is so beautiful Megan..love your thoughts on Him
Deborah xo
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