Comfort

Comfort ye, comfort ye my people,

saith your God.

Isaiah 40:1 (KJV)

Sometimes I have to read in King James.  The forms of speech hold more information for me.  This is imperative - YOU need to comfort my people.  You meaning us.  We need to provide comfort.  And the tense isn't past, it isn't present.  It's future.

The future is now.

Comfort each other.

It's part of God's will.

Blessings on your weekend.

Linking with Still Saturday

The Coming of Robins

We are about to lose Winter for the year  

Days of February have meandered by 

Cloudy, rainy, sunny by turn

March is coming  

Yet, snow falls 

Blanket-deep 

Insinuating itself into the bare places

Transforming the land

Peaceful snow quilt

This comforter

Muffling sound and insulating cold

The sun will rise 

Ice will melt

Droplets will fall from ice-shrouded branches

And robins will drink

Selah