A Mirror Oddquain about a misty mountain morning...
As the trees by the river Bring forth their fruit in due season...
The majesty of the mountains points us to God, the Creator.
I may spend the rest of my days studying His Word, seeking to know Him more and more, but I will never fully comprehend all there is to know about the God of the universe.
The children look tiny by comparison to the mountain to which they are headed.
Exactly three years ago today, my number two son and I took a spur-of-the-moment trip to the Shenandoah mountains for a long-weekend getaway, and it did us both a world of good.
Most of my posts are written to inspire or to instruct. This one was written merely to share a bit of myself....
For what is your life? It is even a vapor, that appears for a little time, and then vanishes away.
In the LORD put I my trust. How say ye to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain”?
The sun lazily Sinks under the horizon On a summer eve