On one sweaty, sweltering summer day, I said to Hubby, "No matter how cold it gets this winter, I'm not going to complain." Therefore, I can only mention that lately our thermometer has become too familiar with the underside of 0° F. I can't whine about air that hurts faces, or frozen-stiff vehicles and hydraulics, or the myriad coats, gloves, and hats hung to dry near heater vents throughout the house.
But the animals made no such vow. Their faces speak volumes.
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"If the King was willing to enter the world of animals and shepherds and swaddling clothes, don't you think He's willing to enter yours?" ~Max Lucado, Because of Bethlehem
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