We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
Fluffy clouds in the blue, blue sky, picture of a lake, gentle floating far, seems nigh, a moment's rest to take. Water vapors make the clouds, but air makes the skies so blue. Just opposite the lake water shrouds. White floats have air all through. The Lord creates the clouds, lakes, too. He moves them with the wind. So, look above when you're a little blue. That's where your heart will mend. by Jay O’Toole on September 14th, 2025 ![]() |