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Holding hands

The simple act of holding Alli’s hand is profoundly moving and touching and it connect us and I am blessed.  

Dad I hope the snow is finally and fully gone and that you have got your horse and have saddled her up and gone for a ride.  Spring. 

Dad I hope the snow is finally and fully gone and that you have got your horse and have saddled her up and gone for a ride.  Spring. 

(via lizjantzen)

Hope

I play the violin much better in my imagination, than I do in reality, no mistakes, fluid, charming, moody, worshipful, fun, sweet…..the gap is closing, albeit ever so slowly. Nevertheless I hope (and practice some too:)  Hope - the anticipation of good things, God things, orchestrating by Him not bound by reality things.  I am hoping for some things today….you? 

spiritualinspiration:

Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. (Philippians 4:6)

spiritualinspiration:

Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. (Philippians 4:6)

(via cause-i-am-free2)

Reminded me

The red fox streaking across the frozen pond reminded me that this is my Father’s world and that was a very nice truth-filled way to start the day

This Is My Father’s world.  A sweet rendition of a lovely old song.  Truth.