He sends his command to the earth;
his word runs swiftly.
his word runs swiftly.
He spreads the snow like wool
and scatters the frost like ashes.
He hurls down his hail like pebbles.
Who can withstand his icy blast?
Who can withstand his icy blast?
Psalm 147:15-17
From Fall to Winter...overnight.
Even in Tennessee, today we will feel His "icy blast."
"It's time." He states.
He's handed down His word.
The lady bugs, butterflies and wasps knew to drink the nectar left by the hummingbirds who left weeks ago. The bluebirds made their last appearance as they stopped to rest here yesterday on their migration journey.
It's time to pull out the fuzzies and put the soup on the stove because God has spoken.
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