Awe of this Time
The snow drifts down, coating the trees, come wintery warmth, though cold it may seem. Intricate snowflakes fall soft on my tongue, a design not by man, but by the creator of our world. The white of the season, how pure it shines! reminding us of the Lamb of God. Praises storm from all creation, and I, with cold hands shivering, am paused, in awe of this time
a A.J.Branum and Paige Beatrice original
posted by Charlotte at
12:50 PM
2 Comments:
Hi Emily,
You said to leave comments, so I will:) I'm Renee, your grandparents' friend from Montana. I guess we'll be seeing you in a couple weeks! Talk to you later....
5:30 PM
Hi! I can't wait to see you just one problem, I'm AJB Not EMB :) Alot of people think i'm her though :P
6:34 PM
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