Got up, looked out and the weather was warm and dry. I drove to work and the snow was covering the ground. It seems like two places close together could … Continue reading DAY 21 Be patient for the coming of the Lord
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Day 20 Moses delayed to come down out of the mount
Looking upon the dawn light this morning I was almost gazing with my mouth open at the deep red colours creeping up over the horizon. The sunrise had not happened … Continue reading Day 20 Moses delayed to come down out of the mount
Day 19 I love my Lord, my wife and my children
The frosty mornings are starting to draw in, it is clearly feeling like the deep mid winter. One good side to the frosty and cold mornings is that the colours … Continue reading Day 19 I love my Lord, my wife and my children
Day 18 the Spirit searches all things
Fog was thick and heavy this morning and the frost hung everywhere, but by this evening there was enough empty sky to allow a glimpse of some of the wondrous … Continue reading Day 18 the Spirit searches all things
Day 17 she rides on the wings of the wind;
You will have to forgive me if I have changed the line of the Psalm just for the title of the post. This afternoon we all went out to get … Continue reading Day 17 she rides on the wings of the wind;
Day 16 The trees once went forth
Another day ends and it seemed like we had all the weather conditions again. The morning started well and it was quite warm and dry. Suddenly we had thunder and … Continue reading Day 16 The trees once went forth
Day 15 The voice of one crying in the wilderness
The joy about forcing myself to reflect each day on how nature points toward God is that each day doesn’t just blend into each other, unless I stop thinking about … Continue reading Day 15 The voice of one crying in the wilderness
Day 14 hast thou seen the treasures of the hail
No grand pictures today, a splattering of snow was hinted when I got up and the usual gridlock on the roads because of a bit of snow or hail. But … Continue reading Day 14 hast thou seen the treasures of the hail
Day 13 Behold, I stand at the door, and knock
Looking out across the hill of Great Hamilton this morning during sunrise, I thought that perhaps it would be a rather mundane event. I should have thought, God never does … Continue reading Day 13 Behold, I stand at the door, and knock
Day 12 A river of fire
Morning came and the usual commute started. Getting into the car, putting on lights and joining the many other thousands that were travelling along the motorways that morning, trying to … Continue reading Day 12 A river of fire
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