Life can be lived in the simple moments of family and nature, enjoying two of God’s priceless gifts.
I reflect, and often, on how my life was once full of sorrow at the hope destroyed of a baby we lost, bitterness at a marriage struggling, fear of a son dying, and exhaustion that it all never seemed to end. Seasons that seemed to toil forever.
Then I see these perfect mountains and I count 3 perfect children and I see a man I admire most on this earth and I realize that time can pull you through all things.
And God was there, steadfast, through it all.
Silence and struggle does not erase quiet, infinite care.
God bless you and yours, our friends, in your seasons of life.