Posted on 02/29/2012 10:21:16 PM PST by JustAmy
PTL ... Nan, thank you for sharing this wonderful news. I know it is a relief for all of you. We are joining you in giving thanks to our Lord.
Give those babies a big hug.
Heavenly Father ... thank you for hearing our prayers. Amen.
Thanking God for your good news.It’s wondeerful!
Thanks, Dave. I got it and am now a member of the group.
Hugs and prayers.
Happy Friday, Rus. Thank you for ODB. Thank you for being here.
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Like you, I’m just checking in between bookwork. I hope to finish FR this weekend.
Next week, I will tackle the info for our personal return. I wish I didn’t procrastinate. I wish I were better organized! LOL
Yes .. this is a very sad poem. I hesitated before using it ... then decided that death was a part of life.
Wishing you a Fantastic Friday and a Blessed weekend.
Good Friday mornng, Meg. Thank you for the pretty spring graphic.
Our nights and mornings are cold but the afternoons are very pleasant.
We didn’t get much rain .... a few showers. I don’t know whether to wish for rain or not. We need the rain (we really need snow in the mountains!). but very much rain can do real damage to the crops. All of the fruit trees are in bloom. I’m hoping for a drive only the blossom trail this weekend.
Ha
So lovely and sweet, Meg.
Back to the coal mines now!
Today this is something I came across, and I want to bring it for others to read ...
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“GOD MOVES IN A MYSTERIOUS WAY ... By William Cowper
You do not realize now what I am doing, but later you will understand. John 13:7
God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs
And works His sovereign will.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.”
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;o)
I was getting spoiled with 70s days..It’s 43 right now..The winds were awful(and so are my allergies) this week. We didn’t get the heavier rain yesterday but did have thunderstorms this morning.
I do hope you get your blossom tour, Amy.
Thank you, jaycee..Happy Bookwork(just kidding)
;o)
You are so right, Amy. Tomorrow it will be two months since death touched my life so deeply.........
Look at the hibiscus flower, in time lapse, as it opens with full beauty, and then as it grasps for life, just before it's final close:
It is full of LOVE and SUPPORT for each and every one of our HEROES!
Mothers love their off spring ...
We all need to consider this, MO.
Thank you, for posting it.
Thanks, Jaycee.
I thought that this was one of Billie’s most clever.
I’m hoping that I will catch up soon. I do not like the pressure. :)
Precious!
“Mercy unto you,
and peace
and love be multiplied.”
Jude 1:2
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