A little pine cone and I were out this evening catching a few pre-Sabbath rays of the brilliant winter sunlight. Evergreen trees have my never-ending admiration, bringing color into the midst of the browns and golds of last year's grasses sticking up out of the snow. Maybe I, maybe we all, can be like them.
"And he shall be like the tree planted by the rivers of waters, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper." Psalm 1:3
