Dec 2, 2016

sometimes our pondering and worship can focus on all that is around us like in nature,we can witness God .
it does n`t mean we walk with our hands out expecting.
Our focus can be directed towards the God
who created all that is around us
Many escape to the countryside hills,sand,sea,walks and ask where is God?
often we are not asking who is God?

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MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"