As I watch the snow form a blanket, I think of each snowflake as representing a blessing. The action of Love may be quiet, as snow falling. Yet it’s always present, blessing me as I’m willing to acknowledge God as good.
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As I watch the snow form a blanket, I think of each snowflake as representing a blessing. The action of Love may be quiet, as snow falling. Yet it’s always present, blessing me as I’m willing to acknowledge God as good.
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