Hey Everyone! Here's a picture of the snowman Abby and Benj made today. I think it's the biggest one they've ever made!:)
Psalm 147:15-18
"He sends out his command to the earth;
His word runs very swiftly.
He gives snow like wool;
He scatters the frost like ashes;
He casts out His hail like morsels;
Who can stand before His cold?
He sends out His word and melts them;
He causes His wind to blow, and the waters flow."
Psalm 148:8
"Fire and hail, snow and clouds, stormy winds fulfilling His word."
Here are some verses that Sarah just put up about snow and how God uses it to perform His works. The latter has always been a favorite verse of mine. I walk around dramatically quoting it. Actually, one time when the house had been really loud and I was merely quoting that most thrilling verse, Mama looked at me and said, trying to be patient, "Would you please stop quoting lines from movies!" I guess I was a pretty good actress! : ) Now, sorry to add onto Sarah's very pretty verses, but here is something that has nothing to do with that. Sometimes joint posts don't match well! :D
Okay. Please someone, tell me I'm not crazy and that you do this: when I read a book, most of the time I will not cry when I read it, because I don't like crying in front of people, and since I'm usually in the center of all the action, I am seldom alone. But I have a lively imagination. It can be a fault, and a damage to my health ;) Because I was reading the second book in the Scarlet Pimpernel series, and a young woman was about to tell a great secret that would send someone to the guillotine, and Sarah was trying to talk to me. I listened not. In that moment I was living the scene and I couldn't bear interruption. My eyes absolutely flew down the page, I had a raging headache, and my cheeks were flushed, my heart pounding. I then finished the chapter, and was reluctantly able to talk to Sarah rationally. Perhaps I am too easily pleased- these are not harmful thriller books from the twenty-first century. Nay, these are remarkably historically accurate books written in 1902 about the French Revolution. I assure you, they are some of the most exciting books I've ever read. And I am a huge reader. I have devoured most every book in my house and the Walkers, and on Morgan Wilson's shelf. (Just ask Matthew of Morgan, they'll tell you.) I really think Matthew, by the way, that The Scarlet Pimpernel and the other books in the series can vie for the most exciting book with Duncan's War and Co. ! I am not kidding! Thanks King's Daughter for doin' the interlibrary exchange thing so that I could be transported with delight reading something that I hadn't read and that I didn't make up, and that I could devour at my leisure!
In case anyone is wondering, the books center around a mysterious Englishman who calls himself "The Scarlet Pimpernel" (an English wild-flower) and who, along with his trusty band of 20 young men rountinely snatch the aristocrats to safety right under Robespierre, and Merlin, Focquier-Tinville, and others noses. They are so very good books in my opinion, and Daniel's, and I suggest you read them. The only thing I should warn you about, is that there is a bit of language in them, but the more I read British literature, the more I wonder if some of the words we consider bad here in America are bad there. Can anyone clear that up for me? Anyway, thanks for allowing me to go off on a rabbit-trail there. Laugh at me if you will. I laugh at myself, but I am a passionate lover of books, and I do not read them- I swallow them whole! ;) -Rachel (and Sarah)
"He sends out his command to the earth;
His word runs very swiftly.
He gives snow like wool;
He scatters the frost like ashes;
He casts out His hail like morsels;
Who can stand before His cold?
He sends out His word and melts them;
He causes His wind to blow, and the waters flow."
Psalm 148:8
"Fire and hail, snow and clouds, stormy winds fulfilling His word."
Here are some verses that Sarah just put up about snow and how God uses it to perform His works. The latter has always been a favorite verse of mine. I walk around dramatically quoting it. Actually, one time when the house had been really loud and I was merely quoting that most thrilling verse, Mama looked at me and said, trying to be patient, "Would you please stop quoting lines from movies!" I guess I was a pretty good actress! : ) Now, sorry to add onto Sarah's very pretty verses, but here is something that has nothing to do with that. Sometimes joint posts don't match well! :D
Okay. Please someone, tell me I'm not crazy and that you do this: when I read a book, most of the time I will not cry when I read it, because I don't like crying in front of people, and since I'm usually in the center of all the action, I am seldom alone. But I have a lively imagination. It can be a fault, and a damage to my health ;) Because I was reading the second book in the Scarlet Pimpernel series, and a young woman was about to tell a great secret that would send someone to the guillotine, and Sarah was trying to talk to me. I listened not. In that moment I was living the scene and I couldn't bear interruption. My eyes absolutely flew down the page, I had a raging headache, and my cheeks were flushed, my heart pounding. I then finished the chapter, and was reluctantly able to talk to Sarah rationally. Perhaps I am too easily pleased- these are not harmful thriller books from the twenty-first century. Nay, these are remarkably historically accurate books written in 1902 about the French Revolution. I assure you, they are some of the most exciting books I've ever read. And I am a huge reader. I have devoured most every book in my house and the Walkers, and on Morgan Wilson's shelf. (Just ask Matthew of Morgan, they'll tell you.) I really think Matthew, by the way, that The Scarlet Pimpernel and the other books in the series can vie for the most exciting book with Duncan's War and Co. ! I am not kidding! Thanks King's Daughter for doin' the interlibrary exchange thing so that I could be transported with delight reading something that I hadn't read and that I didn't make up, and that I could devour at my leisure!
In case anyone is wondering, the books center around a mysterious Englishman who calls himself "The Scarlet Pimpernel" (an English wild-flower) and who, along with his trusty band of 20 young men rountinely snatch the aristocrats to safety right under Robespierre, and Merlin, Focquier-Tinville, and others noses. They are so very good books in my opinion, and Daniel's, and I suggest you read them. The only thing I should warn you about, is that there is a bit of language in them, but the more I read British literature, the more I wonder if some of the words we consider bad here in America are bad there. Can anyone clear that up for me? Anyway, thanks for allowing me to go off on a rabbit-trail there. Laugh at me if you will. I laugh at myself, but I am a passionate lover of books, and I do not read them- I swallow them whole! ;) -Rachel (and Sarah)
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