Holding on to Autumn. I love it. I was standing on a hill overlooking a corn field, listening to the high winds rustle the dried leaves and just basking in the moment.
As we travel on the road our Lord has placed before us, it's nice to meet a friend along the way. Thank you for stopping to leave a few or many words, I'm always interested to read your thoughts. blessings and love, in His service, in the fire,
Reading this, I couldn't help but think of Jesus, outside Lazarus' tomb.
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