By Evelyn 'E.T.' Trevathan
Contributing Writer 

One Day At A Time

 
Series: One day at a time | Story 18

September 2, 2021



Well it is a quiet morning here in our little valley. There is a breeze blowing, it is nice here on a porch, but there are storms on the way.

I was thinking how blessed we are, seems there is so much trouble all around us. I know we all have our own troubles but when we look off away from us, it is so much worse. I looked across the yard and saw the shadow of the cross from the dead, big old oak tree and God was reminding me that He has it all in His hands.

This summer is almost over and fall will soon be here. I am looking forward to seeing all the trees with their bright colorful leaves...



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