Gifts

This morning during the drive to school, the frost on the ground shimmered in the sun’s light as if God had taken a huge handful of glitter and scattered it across the field.  So pretty.  Haley chimed, “That must be God’s gift to us this morning mom.”

Then Hunter said, “Yeah maybe we’ll (continue reading).

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