Sabbath Sunday: Chosen
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Sabbath Sunday: Chosen

As soon as I took this picture, it hit me hard. Because I could relate. That leaf looked so out of place. So last season. And alone. Cold and lonely wondering why it has to be this way. Of all the Christmas stories out there growing up, I would cry watching Rudolph. Because before I…

Sabbath Sunday: Chosen
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Sabbath Sunday: Chosen

As soon as I took this picture, it hit me hard. Because I could relate. That leaf looked so out of place. So last season. And alone. Cold and lonely wondering why it has to be this way. Of all the Christmas stories out there growing up, I would cry watching Rudolph. Because before I…

Sabbath Sunday: Chosen
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Sabbath Sunday: Chosen

As soon as I took this picture, it hit me hard. Because I could relate. That leaf looked so out of place. So last season. And alone. Cold and lonely wondering why it has to be this way. Of all the Christmas stories out there growing up, I would cry watching Rudolph. Because before I…

Sabbath Sunday: God, The Romancer
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Sabbath Sunday: God, The Romancer

Each Sunday I share my amateur nature picture with a thought or two about God’s love for you. This month is also part of the thankful series, so I’ll be sharing that too. I’m thankful that God is a romancer. That’s not something you read everyday, it’s a concept I first read in Captivating by…

Sabbath Sunday: God, the Romancer
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Sabbath Sunday: God, the Romancer

Each Sunday I share my amateur nature picture with a thought or two about God’s love for you. This month is also part of the thankful series, so I’ll be sharing that too. I’m thankful that God is a romancer. That’s not something you read everyday, it’s a concept I first read in Captivating by…