Dad and I were talking yesterday on our lunch break...
About how the farmers burn off all the excess of cornstalks before they plant.
Sometimes the floods that come thru leave a mess and more burning than normal is done.
But after the fires and culivating...a rich dark soil is revealed so that the farmer can plant.
Isn't this how it is with us? It's thru the floods and the fires that we are refined...the old is burned away...we are stirred up so that new and fresh may grow deep in us...and the outcome will be beautiful. Take heart...there is purpose in it all.
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Amen! I am pretty open to get together anytime. Morning would probably be better. Wed. and Thurs. are pretty busy here. What about next Mon. or Tues.?
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