The tempest comes out from its chamber,
the cold from the driving winds.
the cold from the driving winds.
The breath of God produces ice....
Job 37 8-9
This is actually a picture of an ice storm we had last year on the path we walk behind our house. So far we've escaped the worst of the tempest. Another is to come tonight after a predicted cold but sunny day.
I'm thankful for winter. It's time. God has it all arranged so I'm all in.
Photo from my personal files.
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