I am sharing pictures of winter beauty today and thought that I would leave my words to a minimum.
I will instead share lines from the beautiful song called The Love of God.
The love of God is greater far
Than tongue or pen can ever tell.
It goes beyond the highest star
And reaches to the lowest hell.
The guilty pair,bowed down with care,
God gave His Son to win;
His erring child He reconciled
And pardoned from his sin.
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made;
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
and every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could a scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.
O love of God,how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure—
The saints' and angels' song.
Join me in praising God for His endless love for all of us.