This evening I meandered around some of the streets near where I live … admiring the beautiful colors, the gardens, and as I walked I talked with my creator, God.
The wind was icy, but Dunedin escaped the worst of the recent weather.
Among the beautiful colors of the spring flowers, I looked up, and was reminded of the majesty of God.
Part of the fence of the gardens reminded me of a sentry. I was reminded of the Holy Spirit, watching over us in all we do.
My ears may have tingled with the cool breeze, but my heart was full of gratitude to my God who created all things for us to enjoy.
And home with my cuppa, and the music of Amici playing softly in the background, I am so thankful for all I have.