O God, my God, earnestly I seek you......
Coolness is coming to our parts which causes me to yearn for comfort of the warm.
The peace of pounding dough, the smell of sweet butter bread as it rises in the oven. It soothes the soul.
my soul thirst for you,
I take the quilt and wrap my body tight hugging myself until I feel the warmth.
my body longs for you,
Outside the cold comes, still dark, the world is just waking up. I reach for a cup of warm and a Book of Holy Words for the inside.
in a dry and weary land
where there is no water. Psalm 63:1
Still journaling the nourishment for which I'm thankful.
- Determined Spirit.
- Crisp weather.
- Warm homemade bread for breakfast.
- Finding my secret garden.