Tag: cold
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HE IS ABLE
I found these amazing droplets of ice at the edge of the lake. They had formed at the end of some weeds which were dangling in the water. The gentle waves, ever so slowly, brushed against them and formed perfect little pellets. The right circumstances, temperatures, and weather made it possible for them to form.…
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Winter of the Soul
Cold covers the earth. She has seeped under every rock and crevasse and is trying her best to make her way through my front door and windows. She is staying, not budging nor moving on soon. She has blanketed the barren trees with her companion, the snow. Branches stretch like bony hands into the sky…
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PLEASE PRAY FOR THE HOMELESS
I pushed against the heavy, ice-covered, glass front door To take a peek into a frozen world. I was reminded of the many Who don’t look from a warm inside out, But have to look from a cold outside in. PLEASE PRAY FOR THE HOMELESS! Here are some practical things you can do … keep…
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Upward
The cold wind was whipping through the thinning canopy above me and was trying to penetrate through my layers of clothing. Clouds were chasing across the sky as if in an evil race to cover the warming rays of the sun. The path grew dimmer and colder with each step. Dead leaves were falling all…
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These Days
These cold days say that you can’t grow They say, “There’s only pain!” But other days will surely show These days are not in vain. ~ Though troubles, just like rain and frost, Are now here – that’s for sure – In Christ we hope and have our trust In Him we can endure. ~…
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Early Morning Finds
(What marvelous treasures I found this morning. With only -1 degrees Fahrenheit ( -17 degrees Celsius) these finds warmed my heart!) God is a Marvelous Creator. Come walk with me – I know, it’s cold. But let’s go out to see What marvels our God prepared- Find what our paths unfold.
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Snow Boulders
Here in Wisconsin each season of the year is distinct with its beauty and challenges. For a person who loves to be outside walking and hiking, winter can be harsh and downright cruel. The weather has no problem locking pour souls in cozy prison, along with their wanderlust. I don’t do well, having to stay…
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Winter of the Soul
Cold covers the earth. She has seeped under every rock and crevasse and is trying her best to make her way through my front door and windows. She is staying, not budging nor moving on soon. She has blanketed the barren trees with her companion, the snow. Branches stretch like bony hands into the sky…
Heidi Viars 