Come to the garden., by Austin Hoehn |
Come with me to my garden and let us bend our knee to the humble ground to pray. Pray for this garden's harvest to be fruitful, and for the tillers patience to increase. Give thanks to the maker and creator of all that grows and helps us live our lives to his plan. |
Posted: 2007-03-19 22:12:53 UTC |
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