Fruit of Our Labor
Some days I don’t get beyond our backyard. It has become a little haven of peace, where I have been pouring my energy into. After the tragedy of Nepal and the loss of life I am thinking about what conveniences I could live without. My heart and prayers go out to all, that they will find peace and comfort in the midst of turmoil. That the volunteers stay strong and encouraged. That they be rewarded for the fruit of their labor. In my life the bee’s are buzzing, the sun shines, and the sky is blue. My little concerns are diminished to nothingness and I am content to just be in the present.
He gives beauty for ashes..