I have been back in the pages of Exodus, pouring over the life of Moses again. It’s been the strangest feeling. If it’s possible to miss someone that you haven’t seen in awhile, that you have never met anyways, that’s how I feel. Starting the second weekend in March, I get to teach some of what I’ve learned about Moses with a small group of woman at our church. If you know me in real life, or even better, if we share the same church and you have been interested in attending a woman’s class on Sunday, we would love to have you. It is a beautiful group of women, in all different stages of life.
But for today, we are skiing. It’s cold, 3 degrees cold. I’m looking out my window this morning as the children are busy trying to find all their layers, and the snow is falling. It’s beautiful. And this one slays me with cuteness. Every time:Have a wonderful weekend friends, and I’ll see you next week.