Just wanted to share this little poem I found in a book I got at a tag sale called "Portrait of Jesus"
I wanted you to be as inspired as I was when I read it.
"I know a place where the sun is like gold,
And the cherry bloms burst like snow,
and underneath is the loveliest nook,
Where the four leaf clovers grow.
One leaf is for faith and one is for Hope,
And one is for Luck, you know,
But God put another in for Love,
If you search you will find whwere they grow.
But you must have Faith
And you must have Hope,
And you must be kind, and so-
If you watch, if you wait, if you look for the place,
You will find where they grow-
You will find where they grow.
( Found one day in memory's faded book)
A wife. a mother. A pastor's wife. Above all, a Christ follower.
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