We cannot speak into rock filled hearts. The Soil is difficult, right from the start. We have to pray “God soften the soil.” Let there be blessing where ever I toil.”
The seed is not bad, it came from God’s hand. He put it within you now don’t plant in the sand. Don’t question God, what he gave you is good. Build gems of his thinking, not stubble or wood.
-a spontaneous poem by Laura Grace
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Thank you for being here! I am called to minister hope and give encouragement to you, my friend! My journey in the Lord has been fraught with troubles, sorrows, dangers, and sometimes woes I am a very down to earth minister and would love to help, so if you have any questions or prayer requests please write me, I will respond to you personally.
With Love, Laura
I can be reached at sisterzeal@yahoo.com
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