Monday, January 23

There are few things...

....Quite as wonderful as walking outside, lifting your eyes to the spectacular display of clear, silver stars, constellations, and whole galaxies on a cold night -
and catching just the slightest scent of a woodburning stove.

When I consider your heavens,
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which you have set in place,

what is man that you are mindful of him,
the son of man that you care for him?
Psalm 8:3-4

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