Silent Sunday

“Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life.” Psalm 143:8Read more

Mist Rising

So the mist was rising this morning.  The rising of the sun seemed to beckon the mist upwards from the ground, lifting the cloudy mist little by little to rise above the tops of the trees.  In a little bit of time, the mist will disappear into the sky and the view will be clear. There will be no signs of the mist that so enveloped the trees by the stream this morning.  No signs of it whatsoever. Some days, there willRead more