Cicada are flinging themselves against our kitchen window tonight. Repeatedly. Maybe there are many of them. I am afraid to go outside. I think they are protesting the soup.
Cute dog photo. I need to try hairspray next time.
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but I say to you that not even Solomon in all his glory clothed himself like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace...Matthew 6:29-30
"The sky is the daily bread of the eyes." -Ralph Waldo Emerson
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but I say to you that not even Solomon in all his glory clothed himself like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace...Matthew 6:29-30
"The sky is the daily bread of the eyes." -Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Psalm 121
I will lift up my eyes to the mountains
From where shall my help come?
My help comes from the Lord,
Who made heaven and earth.
He will not allow your foot to slip;
He who keeps Israel will not slumber.
Behold, He who keeps Israel
Will neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord is your keeper;
The Lord is your shade on your right hand.
The sun will not smite you by day,
Nor the moon by night.
The Lord will protect you from all evil;
He will keep your soul.
The Lord will guard your going out and your coming in
From this time forth and forever.
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