When Isaiah compared the word of God to the rain and snow coming down to water the earth (Isaiah 55:10-11), I’m guessing he didn’t have Cincinnati’s weather in mind. We had snow so thick and heavy this morning that you could hear soft little whooshes as the flakes hit the ground. Perfect for the middle of December. But by noon the snow had changed over to rain and it’s supposed to alternate back and forth, with some sleet and ice in between. A good day to stay inside and have what a friend used to refer to as a reflective, introspective sort of day.
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