The sea always speaks to me…
of His love that never fails,
like the ceaseless rolling of the waves,
of His love so overwhelming, so powerful,
like the untamed might of the sea,
of His love immeasurable,
like the bottomless depths of the sea.
Oh, how He loves us!
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I continue to count my thanks
piling up gratitude day by day
in my little green journal.
#1370-#1392
-the Hubs reading excerpts from Brennan Manning’s book aloud to us as we drove along
-safe travels from Nova Scotia back to Portland, Maine
-Mama’s girlhood home, beautiful Bath, Maine
-brick sidewalks
-old historic homes
-my Nana’s home, where Mama grew up
-lunch at Maxwell’s
-lobster roll
-blueberry pie
-quaint shops downtown
-Popham Beach
-dinner at Taste of Maine with my Aunt, Uncle and cousin
-visiting at my Aunt’s home after dinner, talking and laughing together
-the blessing of this whole amazing trip
-a safe flight home to Portland, Oregon
-beautiful faces of our oldest daughter and youngest granddaughter to pick us up at the airport
-HOME!
-the way He loves us
-the sunrise out of the window of my home office, cool morning breezes through the open window
-a bike ride with my friend on a gorgeous fall Saturday morning
-the freedom of obedience
-daily bread
-God’s amazing love
Gratefully yours,
Elizabeth
Beautiful photos...beautiful blessings. Hope you had a nice weekend :)
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ReplyDeleteYes, that phrase caught my heart as well; true freedom is always in obedience.
ReplyDeleteMaine is on my bucket list; I'm so happy for you to have had this trip.
oceans of love. yes. His love rolls and rolls, overwhelming! thanks for the inspiration! blessings to you all the way from Uganda
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