"Lo, Children Are An Heritage of the LORD: and the Fruit of the Womb is His Reward" - Psalm 127:3
Friday, January 24, 2014
I'll Never Get Tired of This View
I've been awed by the sunrises again lately - and the sunsets, and middle of the day ... I honestly don't think I could ever get tired of the view we have from this house.
It's amazing to me how much the view changes given the different times of day or weather conditions. The mountains just glow at times. Beautiful. It doesn't come through very well in pictures though.
It's hard to get much done at sunrise. I find myself just staring out the window watching the colors change. We hoped the other night to catch sight of the Northern Lights, but a snowstorm moved in and we didn't have a view at all. But we are so blessed each day to get to see such beauty.
It was really foggy yesterday - you can't even make out the mountains. This is looking directly at the mountains you see in the picture above.
It cleared off later in the day. It's so relaxing to have a nice view.
I'm a born again believer in my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ the Son of God. I am a very happily married wife and a homeschooling mom of five of the greatest kids in the world. We live in a little mountain town in Wyoming, which we love. I enjoy reading and studying God's Word, homeschooling my treasures from Heaven, sewing and doing all sorts of crafts.
Shelter~"That which covers or defends from injury or annoyance. The state of being covered and protected; protection; security. He that defends or guards from danger. To cover from violence, injury, annoyance or attack. To defend; to protect from danger; to secure or render safe; to harbor."
"The Bible calls debt a curse and children a blessing; but in our culture, we apply for a curse and reject blessings. Something is wrong with this picture." Doug Phillips
Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. Psalm 127:3
Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow... For babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow... So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep... I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep!!
You may have tangible wealth untold: Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold. Richer than I you can never be - I had a Mother who read to me. ~ Stricklan Gillilan