I once read that no story should begin with the weather. Apparently it’s boring and usually has no further significance. Today, it is cloudy. Still warm, but with most of the doors and windows open, a breeze is pulling through my home. After I finished my quiet time and had put on my second load … Continue reading Amidst the Waiting
I have written about the seasons countless times. It is perhaps the thing I admire and appreciate most of God’s creation (other than flowers, maybe). I love that God gave us organised change, and the chance for something different and new. The beginning of each season always feels like a blessing; starting something is special. … Continue reading Slowly Receiving Autumn
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