Fleeting Thoughts:

The Lord’s Light Shines Through
Only three above this cold morning but the Lord can make all things beautiful.

The Lord’s Light Shines Through
Only three above this cold morning but the Lord can make all things beautiful.
Quilters never die – we just go to pieces.
I’m only as healthy as the place where my emotions live. Considering how physical frailties can present themselves I am going to keep my emotions as if they are snuggled in the most comfortable of my quilts.
Either accepting as is or losing forever. Those are the choices.

The Light Shines Through
It’s not the load that breaks us down, it’s how we carry it. Looking out to the northeast this afternoon it doesn’t seem all that heavy.