Jeanne Poland's Poetry Blog
18 Jul 2012 1 Comment
by jeannepoland in Uncategorized Tags: charity, faith, grace, hope
I thought I generated faith hope and charity each day!
But NOW I know!
Each morn they’re placed in a basket: freshly picked flowers, from the Spirit’s garden
JUST FOR ME!
Seeds of grace!
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Ritergurl Jul 18, 2012 @ 11:43:24
My mother always says flowers are “Fresh Grace”… thanks for this reminder.
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Ritergurl
Jul 18, 2012 @ 11:43:24
My mother always says flowers are “Fresh Grace”… thanks for this reminder.
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