Glenda Mills

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Morning’s Quiet


Glenda Mills

It’s the dead of winter here in wild and wonderful West Virgina
and while I appreciate the Winter wonderland,  I must confess
my Alabama roots beckon me.
I’m still a flatlander at heart, especially this time of year.
I still love the view from
my kitchen table as snowflakes
fall brightening the landscape
and backdrop of the mountains.

Cardinals, doves, and snow buntings
are a welcomed delight as my husband
and I feast on the beauty God paints for us.

Yet I long for warmer temps and flat lands this time of the year.

This morning I came across an old poem reminding me how blessed I am…
no matter where I live or whatever season I find myself in.

The quiet of the morning spent with my bible and journal
takes me to a place that fills the deeper longing of my soul.
The psalmist said it best.

As the deer pants for the…

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4 thoughts on “Morning’s Quiet

  1. Thanks for sharing very encouraging and caused me to pause and rest in him. Love you both.

    Sent from my iPhone



  2. Loved the post, Glenda..beautiful poem on the extended site..only believe and trust and rest in Him and He always gives the best! Love you dear friend!


  3. Yes, we believe and trust and rest in His faithfulness and lovingkindness.
    Have a wonderful vacation. Look forward to hearing what God will do while you are away.


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