White Snow

As I look at my window and see the fresh fallen snow, I can't help but see the beauty in it. The ground is covered in at least 2 feet of snow and more is on it's way. I don't mind the snow,it gives me comfort. The fireplace roars to keep the house warm. This beauty is a gift.

Car goes by, white purity turns to filth.

listen to the spirit

God calls and you do not hear, for you are preoccupied with your own voice.