Isn't that just like God, to be dependable with the rotation of the seasons. Here it is March, 2019 and I hear the spring chirping and smell the wet brown soil coming alive again after hiding in the cold frosted and sometimes white-covered dormant grass and greens. The buds are on the forsythia waiting to burst into life again.
How faithful is our God. Despite the World's turmoil, He is in charge. I await His call to take me up with him. It's only a matter of time, when He will call True Christ followers to join Him in the air. If only my loved ones and friends would see Christ's True Message of Salvation.
