Saw this picture on Facebook of my granddaughter walking on the beaches of Maine and and I messaged the friend who took it and asked her if I could use it--
The ocean always makes me realize how small I am and how large my God is.
I love Job 38--
Here is a portion.........
“Who shut up the sea behind doors when it burst forth from the womb,
when I made the clouds its garment and wrapped it in thick darkness,
when I fixed limits for it and set its doors and bars in place,
when I said, ‘This far you may come and no farther;
here is where your proud waves halt’?
On a sad note-- Yesterday my husband said, "Come here and look at the hawk on our hanging fern." We have four on the front porch.
My heart immediately sunk and I yelled, "Oh no, he is after my baby birds."
Sure enough I went out and they were gone--I live in the middle of the city--can you believe it?
They were hanging up high so I wasn't worried about predators.
How do any baby birds ever live to become adults--heart broken!
BTW, if we have been blogging friends for a while, please feel free to "friend" me on FB--I feel like I keep up with my friends there much better than with blogging. I am listed as Dianne McDaniel Hogue.
