“The grasslands of the wilderness become a lush pasture and the hillsides blossom with joy.” — Psalm 65:12, NLT The displeasure of my mood suggests that I am in need of a holiday — oh, to luxuriate on warm, sea-side sand, my heavy impression stamped firmly in earth, full face to the sun; or to walkContinue reading “Psalm Searching”
Grace Words Art
Poetic Meanderings 