Sunday, February 15, 2009

Sunday, February 15, 2009 - 1 comment

Faith in the Pea Soup

We had some deliciously foggy days while I was home - 19, to be exact. (That HAD to be some kind of record!) The world was shrouded in mystery, and I felt like I was living in a Sherlock Holmes novel. I spent a few really fun afternoons shooting down on the dyke, and Dad did so much in my heart in the process. Even when we can't see five feet in front of us, even when the things we normally count on for our points of reference are invisible, He is there, solid as ever. And so we walk forward, trusting in His good heart.


Absolutely love that shot of the bench, J. So significant.