
I have always wondered what it would be like to see the world through the trees,
To see how minute we are,
To see just how much we worry about things that don’t really matter.
Continue reading “Day 9: Through the Trees”I have always wondered what it would be like to see the world through the trees,
To see how minute we are,
To see just how much we worry about things that don’t really matter.
Continue reading “Day 9: Through the Trees”The flowers were in bloom, looking as bright as the sun. Just the remedy I needed for the gloom that had overshadowed my heart for months. Continue reading “God speaks through nature”