Being reflective often comes when I finally sit down and stop rushing around.
The window to our souls. Sometimes reflective of the world around us:
Glimpse of Light is my journey through life trying to catch those little glimpses of light throughout the day. When storm clouds seems to cover the horizon, there are always glimpses of light. And a glimpse of hope.
| Does anybody know what flowers are? |
The warmth of Christmas. A joy that fills the heart. A hope that begins as a spark and grows into a flame. Everything changed that one night when hope was born in a tiny baby, Jesus. |
Even a small light can chase away the darkness. |
And this. This was my brother's idea. And this will certainly keep you warm. Happy New Year to All! |