He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. ~ Psalm 147:3

I’m Just an Old Soul

I love old, rusty abandoned trucks overgrown with weeds and wildflowers.

I love weathered, broken fences, rusty, galvanized buckets, cast iron pots and pans, and vintage bowls.

I love dirt roads, streams in the woods, bullfrogs and tadpoles.

I love fireflies, and salamanders and a swing hanging from a tree limb.

I love classical music.

I love joking and cutting up.

I love plain and simple people.

I love honesty and truth.

I love talking and listening.

I love sitting outside in the dark.

I love hearing it rain.

I love mountains and hills and valleys.

I love God, the Great Creator of all the things that I love.

 

Comments on: "I’m Just an Old Soul" (8)

  1. Such a simple expression of joy. Wonderful

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  2. I like this, Sandi.

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  3. Beautiful!!! Loved reading this today!

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