by Deb Farris | Dec 10, 2016 | Musings
The last of the leaves linger on the low branches. I can just barely make out fall’s final statement of color on the trees. They stand exposed as the howl of the wind whistles through the sinews and tendons extending skyward. The air is icy, breath crystallized,...
by Deb Farris | Dec 7, 2016 | Devotions
I look at the lights on our tree and wonder if there was a send-off party before He came here. Were lights strung on trees there? And ribbons wrapped around gifts for Him in honor of the Gift He would give to us? I wonder if He met with Moses, debated with Deborah,...
