Life is not a destination.
Life is a road we travel.
I am grateful to be on this imperfect spiritual journey.
From a sailor's sea bag comes experience, strength and hope, along with some flotsam and jetsam.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Beloved Dust
A human life may sometimes look to short to be worth much, but God, who see the works of his hands from the perspective of enduring love, clothes even the passing wildflowers with splendor. We are only dust -- but beloved dust!
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