A season for this. A season for that.
Like the dawning of the sun and the dusking of the night, each one begins with a purposeful end.
Winter, spring, summer or fall? Sometimes I wonder where I really am.
I wait and wait and wait.
Will I really have the faith?
Be still, He says. Be still.
About Me
- Mariel B.
- I love God, new adventures, good food with good friends, comfy PJs, home time on a rainy day, big bear hugs, travels to beautiful places, service and gifts, 80's, 90's and family movies, soft beds, huggable pillows, Milo and chocolates.
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