JANUARY 2
Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands;
thou has put all things under his feet:
All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field;
The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever
passeth through the paths of the seas.
Psalm 8:6-8
Winters can be long, Lord, as I’ve complained before, and hope elusive. Thank you for sending me outdoors. My spirit soars at the sight of a woodchuck waking from winter sleep. I rub sleep from my eyes, grateful for signposts of change, like paw prints in the mud, leading me to springs of the soul.
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