We had a dense fog overnight, and when it lifted in the wee hours, it left icy frost, icy parking lots, slippery sidewalks, and 28 degrees.
I've got nothing else.
Psalm 22:27-28: “All the ends of the world shall remember and turn to the Lord, and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee. For the kingdom is the Lord's, and he ruleth among the nations.”
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