Gather blue
muted and bold.
Drink deep.
Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? Why are you crying the blues? Fix my eyes on God— soon I’ll be praising again. He puts a smile on my face. He’s my God. ~Psalm 42:11 (Message)
Joining
in gathering blue.
Seeing your pictures and the verse illuminated me–I’m depressed because there’s no blue. No rain in 12 months means everything is dead, and I miss blue. When the sky is clear, all we can think is “Another 100-degree day and still no rain.” 51 days of 100+, no rain, no blue. Yes, I am sad. Our whole town is singing the blues.
Sigh. I’m praying, Megan.
A beautiful variety of blues and a great verse.
Thanks, Susan.
Oh I do love your church steeple – there’s blue everywhere! So glad you linked up with us at Three!
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