The Supremacy of the Son of God

Autumn is my favorite season. The glory of the changing leaves amazes me. The bright red, yellow, orange, pink, and rust of the changing leaves is a glory to see. Walking along nature’s paths, I hear the soft crunching of the leaves beneath my feet. Each step cushioned from the hardened earth. After a hot,Continue reading “The Supremacy of the Son of God”

Walking the Nature Trails

The path opens to a clearing larger than a football field.  Waist high brome grasses sway slightly in a gentle waltz with the nearly imperceptible breeze.  Nearby branches of the trees merely watch the waltz, too heavily laden with yellow-green hedge apples to dance.  On the far side of the field lies a painter’s paletteContinue reading “Walking the Nature Trails”