
The grass withers, the flower fades, When the breath of the LORD blows upon it; Surely the people are grass.
The grass withers, the flower fades, But the word of our God stands forever.
Is.40:7-8

I take comfort in the predictability of seasons, sunrises and tides. They are all evidence to me of His divine nature. Steady and trustworthy.
Truly my life is but a vapor, but God remains the same... His Word is everlasting.
susan



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