It’s so, so hard, life at times.
Its only foothold sometimes
He will not forsake you, ever. He loves and is close to a broken and contrite heart. He will always prosper you, refining you through fire.
And,
Cling to them, and tread softly, one step, one grab at a time on your ascent out of the valley of deception.
Visual & written art beholding the whole of life.
Ascent from the Valley
This entry was posted in Poetry, Prose & Ponderings, The Written Art and tagged ascent, Hope, refining, thanksgiving.
Sketching out my next piece to work on. Fiddleheads have a special place in my heart, and my garden. I suppose they need to also take up space on a wall.
📸"The Ancient Path" - Mo Watson
When I should have been dreaming, I had to art this dreamy piece so I would be able to dream away.
Jesus laughed. I can imagine he did.
I love photography (as if you didn't already know).
It's Windy Here Today
As we move that much closer to the sun,
To those women who feel nearly overcome || from my heart,
"Not all who wander are lost."
Greater Scaups finding our little pit stop refreshing on their way through to their summer breeding ground in the near arctic areas.
ECCE,
I love my world.
Trumpets declaring wonder at how each bloom knows how to open at right angles.
everything in its time
ECCE
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