Fog hovers over the surface of the lake; spreading its arms, quieting its wake. A hush comes over the forest that is not the norm. The world is subdued--waiting for the storm. No loons call out, bidding goodbye to the day. The choruses of crickets and frogs are silent--instead, they pray. Beneath the heaviness… Continue reading Day 11 of 31 Days of Seeing Jesus In Your Daily Life: The Storm
