God is Moving All Around Us
If only we will be still enough to pay attention.
Observing the Wind
As I sit on my side porch on this unusually cool May morning, a noticeable breeze is blowing through the trees swaying the tops and rustling in the leaves. I’m struck by the sound, almost as if the woods are a symphony with various sections playing softer, others more loudly, with each tree producing the sound of …
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