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“I heard a lovely story of a little boy bending over some tulips in the park, totally oblivious as he smelled them. As he straightened up, a grown-up walking past heard him say, ‘Well done, God!’ And that’s what I do. I go over the lovely flowers in my life that God has grown out of trust. I say, ‘Well done, God!’ That’s great therapy for worry.”
If you haven’t alread
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…Dawn and I were both overdue for pedicures and feeling camera shy, so our lovely Auntie Daryl Ann agreed to model the finished product for us:
Try them and see what you think! If you do, I’d love to see your photos…
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…His Name; He forgets not His own.
The gathering together part was lovely – and my little heart loved singing praises to His Name. That “He forgets not His own” was one of those truths that seemed so obvious then.
Of course God never forgets us, never forsakes us, never relaxes His hold on us. He’s GOD. God is good. And God is love.
I remember being vaguely aware that “chasten” was an old-fashioned word for discipline. I’m…