by Deb Farris | Jun 25, 2020 | Devotions
Early Morning. Silent streets. Sweet hush. Whisper of gratitude, peace within, endless hope, why not? eyes on the unseen. I fumble with the dog leash, but it’s too late. Four feet expands into twelve and Fannie is over zealously greeting the Newspaper Man. “I’m so...
by Deb Farris | Sep 13, 2016 | Musings
Breeze Breathe Drops of rain like diamonds from above All possibilities of this day Listen Hear it? Choose accordingly Not according to plan According to the Spirit Be Blessed
