
A rose has thorns on its stem.
. . . and so my thorny day eventually blossoms with rosebuds too, though I have to claim every promise in the Book as mine
every chapter, every verse, every line . . .
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March 2nd, 2008 at 3:14 pm
I love your comparisons Aimee! God Bless You for this encouragement.