This post is from a journal entry of mine from 1992.
Every Sunday that I'm at my Dad's, I pick roses before I leave. Red and pink, some pink and yellow, plain yellow, orange and lavender. Today for some reason I thought there wouldn't be many roses-boy was I wrong-two dozen wrong to be exact! Now isn't that just like life with Christ? Sometimes when we don't expect too much-He showers us with roses!
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Nice post. And yes He certainly does!
God Bless!
:)
I enjoy your blog! I wish I could claim those comforting words, but prayer is what brought them about~as in all good things~from God. Your son and daughter-in-law are so blessed to have you. Peace to you and yours.
Rose note: I learned from my Dad. Not always, but usually the deeper the color the heavier the perfume!
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