"Bring a gift of laughter, Sing yourself into his presence."
"We're his people, his well-tended sheep. " Psalm 100 excerpts from The Message
I was sad while looking out my kitchen window into the river garden because I was thinking how brown my azaleas are now.
Then I went to the front door to my house garden and looked at my lovely apricot colored iris, pink Gerber daisies, and of course my leaky bird bath.
Whence forth it shall be called: The Chatt Pool. Sounds more inviting.
This is the time of year when it's easy to remember to "sing yourself into his presence".
Good Friday changed the world. We are forgiven.
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