While my friend and I were driving through the Colorado Rockies, we often wondered how many trees were on a given breathtaking hill.
Some hills were totally green with pine: others were a solid yellow mass of aspen trees.
Sometimes He lined those mountains up with aspens on one, pines on the next, and snowy peaks on the third!
Impossible?
It is the same God who measured the mountains in a scale (Isaiah 40) that knows the number of trees in a forest or the number of hairs on my head (Luke 12.)
That is a BIG, yet PERSONAL GOD!
Nothing is too big, or too little for Him.
1 comment:
Beautiful, Conita!
Bring more!!
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