Everywhere I looked this morning there was white. White streets, walkways, and driveways. Trees glistening under their clouds of snow and houses topped off with a dollop of the falling flakes. White, white, white, white, white. There was a theme and God spoke to me in the midst of it. "Jann, this is how I see you".
For I will forgive their wickedness and will remember their sins no more Hebrews 8:12