“For every beast of the forest is Mine, The cattle on a thousand hills.”
I looked at this picture and my first thought was ‘cattle on a thousand hills’.
So I did what I do–type the magic words–and see what the Google genie gives me.
There’s a saying that says “a picture is worth a thousand words”. A thousand words did not come to mind in this case, only five. For some reason the line “cattle on a thousand hills”, beautiful to my ear, somehow matched the picture, beautiful to my eyes.
I can only imagine why.
This time in the day
the afternoon hour from 2:00-3:00
tends to be a time when the stirring sets in.
Finding rest for my soul I rest for a moment
and write this down.
“Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God hath shined.”