The air is a crisp beginning-of-fall morning .....crystal clear, slight breeze....
Looking up, I saw a single beautiful, multicolored hot air ballon floating noiselessly across the sky...pushed by the breezes...meandering slowly with the wind's path through the blueness...
What a way to start my morning walk...the crispness, the blueness, the sight of the balloon...wondering how the Holy Spirit would use this today...He brings to mind so many things, thoughts, "to do's", people, prayers...so much...and peace as well...we know He is there guiding our course as the wind with the balloons ...
Thank YOU for the amazing journey with You....
Ecclesiastes 1:6 The wind blows to the south and turns to the north; round and round it goes, ever returning on its course.
John 3:8 The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.”
Ephesians 4:14 Then we will no longer be infants, tossed back and forth by the waves, and blown here and there by every wind of teaching and by the cunning and craftiness of people in their deceitful scheming.
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