By Debra Torres
The snow was crisp beneath my boots, and the squeaky sound that came from each footstep told me that it was cold.
I didn’t need the snow to tell me it was cold, though. My body was way ahead of it.
That week, my fingers froze in my mittens, my feet felt the chill right through my boots and even my woolen hat was no match for the bite of the wind.
Sometimes, when the weather gets me down in Western Pa., I begin to think about Virginia Beach and the many years I spent living there. I had enjoyed the South with its two-month winters, its daffodils in February and its endless blue skies.
When God moved our family North over ten years ago, however, I was ready for an adventure. But I didn’t think ...
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Who is God? God knows exactly what we need, and we have to learn to be content with what He gives us. When we can do that – we can have peace.
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