Wednesday, January 23, 2013

#667. No matter what life brings, God is unchanging. There is such comfort in knowing that the Rock to which I cling is immovable, steadfast, strong.



#668. Sleeping dogs. There is something about a dog sleeping that captures the peace that I think God has for me when I stop, be still, and know.

#669. The quiet in the early morning hours.

#670. That God meets me, greets me, welcomes me, comforts me any time, any where.

1 comment:

Lindsay said...

I especially like your comment about sleeping dogs. Bandit snores...loudly!