Now doesn't that proverb sound just like us humans? just when I think I can't hold on any longer or that this is it, I can't handle anymore, life turns whatever I'm are going through into something beautiful. Or you can look at it this way, I have so much to be grateful for, that my butterfly could be my blessings. I need to take the time to count my blessings, name them one by one; be a pollyana. For one of my blessings was that last night I could look up into the night sky and see the beautiful, gorgeous stars. Last night they were so bright and shiny, it looked like they were winking at me. :)
And today it is so beautiful outside! The sky is so blue with some white clouds smeared in there.
I am grateful that I have eyes and can behold the wonders God gave us!
Psalm 19 (The Message)
God's glory is on tour in the skies, God-craft on exhibit across the horizon.
Madame Day holds classes every morning, Professor Night lectures each evening.
3-4 Their words aren't heard,their voices aren't recorded,
But their silence fills the earth:
unspoken truth is spoken everywhere.
4-5 God makes a huge dome
for the sun—a superdome!
The morning sun's a new husband
leaping from his honeymoon bed,
The daybreaking sun an athlete
racing to the tape.
6 That's how God's Word vaults across the skies
from sunrise to sunset,
Melting ice, scorching deserts,
warming hearts to faith.
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