How happy is the one who does not walk in the advice of the wicked or stand in the pathway with sinners or sit in the company of mockers!

Instead, his delight is in the LORD’s instruction, and he meditates on it day and night.

He is like a tree planted beside flowing streams that bears fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither. Whatever he does prospers.

Psalm 1:1-3, CSB

The person who trusts in the LORD, whose confidence indeed is the LORD, is blessed. He will be like a tree planted by water: it sends roots out toward a stream, it doesn’t fear when heat comes, and its foliage remains green. It will not worry in a year of drought or cease producing fruit.

Jeremiah 17:7-8, CSB

Not a River

Not like a rolling river,

not like a floating river,

down on my head it comes.

It doesn’t drench me,

it doesn’t quench me,

as long as I am stay warm.

You’re wondering what it is

oh yes, you’re wondering what it is,

It is just the frozen flakes of Joy,

that is what is!

by Ella, my 15 yo daughter 🥰🥹♥️ (used with permission)

The sweep of this dividing staircase was most beautiful and gracious, and it gave one a feeling of welcome like strong arms held out, the arms of that glowing personality who had welcomed them in. And Ben noticed, though George did not, that the whole structure of the staircase, with the arms held out beneath the upright panel, was like a cross.

Elizabeth Goudge

The Pilgrim’s Inn, p. 90