The Changing of a Season
On my walk today the wind was warm yet cool enough to stay for a while. It precariously blew every lovely weed, flower, and tree as if to make the statement, “It is the changing of a season.”
On my walk today the wind was warm yet cool enough to stay for a while. It precariously blew every lovely weed, flower, and tree as if to make the statement, “It is the changing of a season.”
Some left even thinking it was God, but deception was a tool of the devil, and that religious spirit divided loyalties. They are now missing the gift that you were meant to be in their lives. The truth has a way of coming back around with Jesus.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
It is so easy to look around and see others progressing in their callings and become anxious as to what perhaps you could be doing wrong. Many feel like failures simply because we do not understand God’s ways. We all