Friday night. Music night. Fire blazing in the grate; dry
logs waiting their turn on the hearth.
I’m a warm weather woman, but I have to admit there are some
lovely things about frosty nights.
When all around is looking bleak, there are
always consolations. God is never far away. He is closer than we know and his
fire flares in my heart, warming me during these days.
God bless us all.
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