The chronicle of a city girl getting to know and reluctantly falling in love with the haphazard beauty that is the prairie. And those calves. Oh, those baby calves ...
For unto us a Child is born unto us a Son is given and the government shall be upon His shoulders And His name shall be called Wonderful Counsellor the Mighty God the Everlasting Father the Prince of Peace
Your tying together of the painting and the nativity figures is wonderful. Truly, in Jesus, God makes "all things new". Thank you, Karyn, for the reminder, and Cathryn for the painting.
Bronwyn, I agree with you that the TH is indeed a blessed place; I feel privileged that I'm along for the ride! Part of what makes it (and me) thus is the piano, on which the Nativity scene above finds its resting place ... the piano that you obtained for me and that has been, next to the Bible and my family, the single greatest source of comfort for me in my whole life.
Your tying together of the painting and the nativity figures is wonderful. Truly, in Jesus, God makes "all things new". Thank you, Karyn, for the reminder, and Cathryn for the painting.
ReplyDeletesuch hope...such beauty, such *strength* in those words.
ReplyDeleteand He is here.
I just noticed the light, looking like an angel, coming in from the window. The Tea house is truly a highly favoured, blessed place.
ReplyDeleteBronwyn, I agree with you that the TH is indeed a blessed place; I feel privileged that I'm along for the ride! Part of what makes it (and me) thus is the piano, on which the Nativity scene above finds its resting place ... the piano that you obtained for me and that has been, next to the Bible and my family, the single greatest source of comfort for me in my whole life.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Dahling.