From every open flower, the fragnance fresh,
One seed has shared it's life, by facing death.
Beneath the soil it's withered form gave birth,
And burst the earthly tomb to garden light.
From wrinkled husks tranformed to verdant wings,
Springs miracle of green, a sacrifice,
And multitudes amazed remember Christ -
One Seed has faced our death to give us LIFE!
Author Unknown
Be diligent to know the state of your flocks, And attend to your herds; For riches are not forever, Nor does a crown endure to all generations. When the hay is removed, and the tender grass shows itself, and the herds of the mountains are gathered in, The lambs will provide your clothing, And the goats the price of a field; You shall have enough goat's milk for your food, For the food of your household, And the nourishment of your maidservants. Prov. 27:23-27
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5 comments:
Nice poem, Karen!
WOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!
I'm coming to your house in two days!!!!!!!YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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Pleeeeeaaaaaase post pictures of when we came over and some of those gorgeous pictures of the flowers by the pond!!!!!
Oh and I wish I was back at your place sooooooo much!!
Hey, I just noticed that your changed your blog title! For some reason that sounds familiar...;)
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