God's Palette
September extends its glorious hand in Northeast Indiana this morning as the sun rises to paint a golden haze on the meadow. Voluptuous fields with colors abounding, rows and rows of crops in various stages of harvest, all serve as a reminder of God's never-ending palette of provision, creative in nature, plentiful in color, constantly changing.
1 Comments:
What beauty you share in your writing, it makes me peaceful just reading it:)
Love you!
Teresa
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