Thought for Today: Monday August 26

Talk to Father in prayer about all your needs, your problems – even your slackness in His service. You can never be too familiar or confidential with Him.

"Death shall feed on them; and the upright shall have dominion over them in the morning"

Ps 49

Found OOMs

A roadside memorial, a wasp nest, and the tomb of John Bryan (stonemason).

Found OOMs

A roadside memorial, a wasp nest, and the tomb of John Bryan (stonemason).

Found OOMs

A roadside memorial, a wasp nest, and the tomb of John Bryan (stonemason).

Found OOMs

A roadside memorial, a wasp nest, and the tomb of John Bryan (stonemason).

OOMs ?
{For last week, when there was a birthday ?}

Fur of ignorance flits up from between dry grass blades, fanning out from the roots of a tree, its leaves replaced by clustered armies of black wedge-shaped insect. All their sound together makes a single harmonised whistle swaying into the upper atmosphere, crumbling nimbus clouds to decrepit rags like bunched candle smoke, scudding along the dirt and waterless weeds, skipping fearfully over the fur of ignorance.

#writtenoom 2024/08/21

OOMs ?
{For last week, when there was a birthday ?}

Fur of ignorance flits up from between dry grass blades, fanning out from the roots of a tree, its leaves replaced by clustered armies of black wedge-shaped insect. All their sound together makes a single harmonised whistle swaying into the upper atmosphere, crumbling nimbus clouds to decrepit rags like bunched candle smoke, scudding along the dirt and waterless weeds, skipping fearfully over the fur of ignorance.

#writtenoom 2024/08/21

OOMs ?
{For last week, when there was a birthday ?}

Fur of ignorance flits up from between dry grass blades, fanning out from the roots of a tree, its leaves replaced by clustered armies of black wedge-shaped insect. All their sound together makes a single harmonised whistle swaying into the upper atmosphere, crumbling nimbus clouds to decrepit rags like bunched candle smoke, scudding along the dirt and waterless weeds, skipping fearfully over the fur of ignorance.

#writtenoom 2024/08/21