Scrawny Old Man

By richtoller

Power

Those wires look feeble against towering clouds but don't mess with them! On the bike I certainly felt the power of the wind.

Bless the LORD, O my soul!
O LORD my God, you are very great!
You are clothed with splendor and majesty,
covering yourself with light as with a garment,
stretching out the heavens like a tent.
He lays the beams of his chambers on the waters;
he makes the clouds his chariot;
he rides on the wings of the wind;
he makes his messengers winds,
his ministers a flaming fire.
(Psalm 104:1-4 ESV)

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