I come in the little things, Saith the Lord: Yea, on the glancing wing of eager birds, the softly pattering feet of furred and gentle beasts. I come in the little things, Saith the Lord: Not borne on the morning's wings of majesty, but I have set My feet amidst the delicate and bladed wheat. I come in the little things, Saith the Lord.
-Evelyn Underhill

Sunday, March 20, 2016

Learning How To Live



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    1. It's a watercolor I did in the class I'm taking.

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  2. Beautiful! And wouldn't it be great if we ever did finally get life figured out?

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    1. I agree, Dotsie, but I'd like to think we CAN figure out how to LIVE the life we've been given. 😊 I think Annie touches on the "how" when she says, "or remember."

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    2. That might be the key--remembering. Life is constant growth and improving (hopefully), accepting change with grace...

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