In less than fifteen minutes my daughter opens the door to let the dogs out and is greeted with darting snowflakes and what felt like freezing rain. Confused she yells to me, “Mom, why are we going school?” I look towards the door and can’t believe my eyes. The dogs can’t wait to get outside and play in the snow and my daughter, asks one more question – “Mom, where is your camera?” All I could do was smile. A future photographer, blogger, and writer in training for sure.
I pray for the words and message God has for the audiences to read and listen to my message. It is in His hands, not mine. Thank goodness.