Sharing the Cold

It looks like much of the nation has something in common with Montana.  The snow.

I wanted to share some of our beauty with you.

 

 

 

I love living in Montana.

 

Scenes like this make me think of the Psalms - especially Psalm 121

 

Psalm 121

A song of ascents.

¹ I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
² My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.

³ He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
⁴ indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.

⁵ The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
⁶ the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.

⁷ The Lord will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
⁸ the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.

 

This Psalm has always been a blessing to me.  Just knowing that God is always there to watch over us and guard us from harm comforts me, and when I look at my mountains here, I remember that my help comes from the Lord - the Maker of heaven and earth.

 

I hope wherever you are - that you are warm and safe.  Mack suggests you find a warm place to rest in the sun.

 

 

But the cats suggest you just stay inside.