"Give me six hours to cut down a tree, and I will spend the first four sharpening the axe"
The beauty that's been left for us to find. Sooner or later, we realize that God's already been there.
They call us "Winter Baptists" here in the north country since we gather together more after the weather turns cold. We get a bit bedraggled like this leaf, but we're tough and we last forever.
The beauty of gracious thanksgiving by the successful hunter is captured in all its spiritual glory by the venerable Des McCaffrey.
The feeling of certainty come to one who was given the choice to decide on his own.