Who can fathom God's ways? Who can know His thoughts? I remind myself via the Mud Room which is my pathway to the laundry room on the left and the kitchen on the right.
I see just a glimpse of God's greatness in the wildflowers that emerged from scattered seeds Gary and I tossed to the freshly toiled ground just months earlier...
And the roses that started out as timid green vine... now bursting with color
And Oh! Those gorgeous hydrangias!
My eyes see the glorious earthly decor as I peer out my bedroom window.... But it's only a tiny portion of God's beauty. Who can know His Glory? Who can fathom His Perfect-ness? Who can know His Ways?
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