We'd had a snowstorm, so like we usually do (even if the weather men say to stay home where it's cozy and safe), we took a trip to the lake. We may not live in this area forever, after all, and we simply must take in the beauties as much as we can.
We had heard of the lake freezing. But we had not imagined what it would really be like.
If you scroll down to an earlier post, you can see the same path in warm-weather garb.
I cannot come away from a view like this thinking that water--its properties, the way it goes from lake to ice to cloud to snow--happened in any other way than by the word of God.
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