48 Hours ago the ground was bare. Today it looks like this.
The whole world can change in the span of a few hours and it doesn’t take much, just a few inches of white powder mixed with water and out world comes screeching to a halt.



48 Hours ago the ground was bare. Today it looks like this.
The whole world can change in the span of a few hours and it doesn’t take much, just a few inches of white powder mixed with water and out world comes screeching to a halt.



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Why am I discouraged?
Why is my heart so sad?
I will put my hope in God!
I will praise him again—
my Savior and my God! Psalm 43:5
One of the artists in the C.cada collaborative challenged me to a seven day nature challenge. For seven days I am supposed to post a photo of nature. I was nominated by Kenneth Knowlton . Everyday I am supposed to nominate someone new. Today I nominate Joseph Elon Lillie VI
Here is today’s photo:


Why am I discouraged?
Why is my heart so sad?
I will put my hope in God!
I will praise him again—
my Savior and my God! Psalm 43:5

Send out your light and your truth;
let them guide me.
Let them lead me to your holy mountain,
to the place where you live.
4 There I will go to the altar of God,
to God—the source of all my joy.
I will praise you with my harp,
O God, my God!

Send out your light and your truth;
let them guide me.
Let them lead me to your holy mountain,
to the place where you live.
4 There I will go to the altar of God,
to God—the source of all my joy.
I will praise you with my harp,
O God, my God!
One of the artists in the C.cada collaborative challenged me to a seven day nature challenge. For seven days I am supposed to post a photo of nature. I was nominated by Kenneth Knowlton . Everyday I am supposed to nominate someone new. Today I nominate Tamie Charbonneau.
Here is today’s photo:


Send out your light and your truth;
let them guide me.
Let them lead me to your holy mountain,
to the place where you live.
4 There I will go to the altar of God,
to God—the source of all my joy.
I will praise you with my harp,
O God, my God!