But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Depending on where you are, winter means different things. You may be buried in snow or be looking at bare, gray ground wondering if the green will ever come back again, let alone flowers and vegetables. You may be blessed to be in warmer climes where snow is a rare treat.
Whatever your circumstances...Can you hear winter in the beauty of Vivaldi?