Dry limbs reaching for the sky
Instinctive sponge.. Soaking up rain.. Yearning for green.
So much history LOST to this twist of fate...
A future.. Ever changing.. Undetermined.. Predictable.. Surprising.
We Choose to FIND Valuable Tragic Beauty in your STRUGGLE.. PURPOSE.. PROGRESS....
... IT IS what It is...
Mustard Seeds and Mountains
-Matthew 17:20-
"Jesus told them (the disciples). 'I assure you, even if you had faith as small as a mustard seed you could say to this mountain, "Move from here to there," and it would move. Nothing would be impossible.' "
"The mustard seed is a reminder to walk to the base of the mountain hand in hand with the
all-powerful God."
- Cheri Fuller
2 comments:
oh my goodness, looks like it came ever so close...how amazing...The Cabin my Grandfather and Dad built in the 40's burned in the Aspen Fire on the Catalina's.....the cabin nextdoor to it still stands untouched.....amazing...so happy your cabin is fine...xo
.. I remember conversations and pictures about your family's cabin and the fire!... But you, better than most, understand that cabin memories never change... They are good.. IT is good!!...
Love you so much my friend...
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