Shall we all be saved? Shall we go to Heaven? Alas, my children, we do not know at all! But I tremble when I see so many souls lost these days. See, they fall into Hell as leaves fall from the trees at the approach of winter. ~ St. Jean Marie Baptiste Vianney, the Cure of Ars
Yesterday, I wrote about a dream I had in 2016. A white map in the sky. A warning. Yesterday, the meaning of the white in the map was made clear. It referred to winter. Not the winter we know. Not just the winter of spirits either. But a winter of actual withdrawing from the world and remaining indoors.
The winter of stay-home orders and of lockdowns due to Covid-19.
On this Friday of repentance and atonement, I am choosing to offer up my day for the leaves which may fall as this winter nears. May they be pierced and warmed by the Son’s saving rays, as my sinner’s heart has been. May those leaves come to know what it truly means to be loved and cherished, as I have learned through my own brokenness.
May the approaching winter bring a light and warmth never before seen nor felt.
Let no leaf be lost.
writingonmyheart 
Loved those last two lines!
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Thank you for telling me, Ann. May more come to know this hope. So many grieve in not knowing.
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Ann, how’s Finn doing? I have prayed for your precious dog.
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He’s doing well so far. He’s scheduled to get his first injection on April 8, as long as the vet’s office is still open (they are doing curb-side drop offs, and then you talk to the vet by phone.) Thanks so much for praying for him!!! We’re worried, but also trusting that it will work out.
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It is a relief to know that Finn will get his shots. I was worried that they’d defer treatment under the present circumstances. I love my country but the US is still a better place where some things are concerned.
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