
For The Coming Year


Read. 
What does it say?
What is my part?
So now I have to ask myself what’s my problem? I don’t even have to pick up the phone . . . just breathe!
Light, bright and shadowed are the trees soaking in the rays of the soon sleeping sun. It’s worth a smile. Perhaps even a pic.
But you know the eye of a phone :) cannot crisp the details like baby blues (or greens, hazels and browns).
I hope you all have been enjoying Father’s creation and perhaps some football today.
Carry on!
See you soon, LORD willing.
Happy birthday, Sweet Boy. GOD knew!
I love you forever and a day! 