Winter Delight

This morning I'm sitting at my new table (and there is a post coming soon about this very special table), drinking from an old mug, reading the Word, journaling, and admiring the very fresh snow covering our neighborhood.   

I have reminders that Christmas happened scattered all over the house, sounds of children playing with new things, and the smell of cinnamon rolls baking. 

We won't head to church this morning, instead we will worship the King at home.  

And we will delight in the wonder of His creation--both inside and out.