"Hold my hand, daddy," says Big Sis. "Walk with me."
It'd been a while. The Preacher had been gone for 4 days. The need... the desire... the longing she had to hold her daddy's hand was evident. She missed him.
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"Are you there, Seeker? Will you hold My hand and walk with Me?"
"I'll show you beauty while we walk close - hand in hand."
Beauty in the snow....
Beauty in the mountain....
Beauty in the sky and tree...
....Beauty in you.
Sometimes we just need reminded of God's fingerprint on this world and in our life. He is wanting to walk hand-in-hand with us each day.
[photos courtesy of Jenna Lee representing Alaska's natural beauty]
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