5th day -- The battle goes on

How does the photo of the hot wood stove reflect my thoughts of this day? I decided it is because I am really feeling the heat of a battle between good and evil. I have a million thoughts going through my mind, but nothing wants to jump out onto the paper. (Paper? So who writes on paper anymore?)

I'm going to let everyone enjoy the photo of the hot stove warding off the sub-freezing temperature and screaming winds outside. I'll trust in God to handle the fires, the snow, and the winds. I'm going to bed.