Soft, fluffy flakes drifted past my windows covering the grass below. The little red-headed boy across the street stood out in the road letting snowflakes melt on his tongue. Snow in north Texas, real snow, not the icy mix we usually get in the winter! Kids could make snowballs and build snow men. Scooping up the white flakes, they were able to mold the snow however they wished. May we be as flexible and moldable under God’s gracious hand.
Snow, Lovely Snow!
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Briefly Speaking is full of hope and encouragement--that's my goal. I'm a professional writer who promises you sometimes funny, sometimes thought-provoking comment on my life in horse country in north Texas and on what's happening in the world at large. View all posts by Sheila Graham
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Amen! Just think how much God also loves snow ❤️
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