It provided several minutes of respite for my feet (that had grown due to three pregnancies) but were still stuffed into my FAVORITE pre-baby Dansko shoes.
My bare feet were like a parched mouth in a desert. They needed water. They needed refreshment.
And so I indulged.
It was here that God sent me a postcard to mail. In the water channel someone before me placed pennies in the shape of a heart. And I have been waiting to mail this postcard picture until today.
For two days, I have been mulling over Psalm 68. And verses 19 &20 jump out of the page and scream for attention.
When this happens, something stands out, I blog about it. And so, I firmly believe that God is sending this postcard to someone who is reading it right now.
