We who are weary should not tarry. Rise up, and leave what you have carried. Lay it down and become something new. The time to start over, is over due. I know of a pasture with a gentle shepherd. where quiet waters don’t scare the herd. I am going to plant some flowers of Gold.Continue reading “In Fields of Quiet Peace”
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