Sunday


Morning sun spins gold across the Mayberry landscape. Birds chirp, breaking through the silence on this chilly morning. I am overwhelmed with gratitude as my spirit witnesses the evidence of God’s careful hand. 

I’m no perfect Christian, but I know God when I see Him. His presence makes itself known in birdsong…in the silhouette of the trees against the bright morning sky…and in the wildflowers that grow amidst the tall grass. I feel so small as I realize my place in this world, on this breathtakingly beautiful Sunday morning. 

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‘For you shall go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.’

Isaiah 55:12

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