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River Ice

This is a picture from our hiking in Indiana last weekend. I was really fascinated by the ice floating down the river. As in, “how did it get here”? I realized that the ice may be a good metaphor for our situation in life. How did we get to where we are? And the clear answer is: transported by God, like ice on the river. 

View from the covered bridge at Turkey Run SP

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