Once again I'm reminded of the promise of spring - the hope of spring.
The hope of better things, better times and better seasons to come,
and especially of an eternal home
with no tears, no pain, no sickness,
no death,
no night.
But . . . right now I have work to do.
A life to live purposefully, as long as I live!
and especially of an eternal home
with no tears, no pain, no sickness,
no death,
no night.
But . . . right now I have work to do.
A life to live purposefully, as long as I live!
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| The barren times are coming to an end! The dry seasons in life do not last. The spring rains will come again. Sarah Ban Breathnach |
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| The old will become new! Because of His great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are NEW every morning. Lam 3:21-23 |
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| A new day is coming! Fling off thy sadness! Fair vernal flowers, laugh forth. Thomas Blackburn |
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| No winter lasts forever No Springs skips its turn Hal Borland |
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The birds will sing again! For, when the cheerless night passed by,
The sun would wink his golden eye,
And birds would sing again. John O'Brien |






