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The Lord
is saying. I am for you. I am your friend. Think of me often
as your friend. Your very best friend doesn't criticize, doesn't
think the worse, but always takes your side, always trusts
you, always thinks the best. Your best friend is someone you
can tell your deepest thoughts to, who you can pour your heart
out to. How much more am I your friend, how much more do I
understand. Pour your heart out to me and see the empathy
in my eyes and know that not only will I listen but I will
answer and turn your sorrow into joy, for I hold all the answers.
Your can surely run to me and find refuge and comfort in my
arms.
I
don't call you servants anymore, because a servant doesn't
know what his master is doing. But I've called you friends
because I've made known to you everything that I've heard
from my Father John 15:15
Email:
shirleyhowitt@yahoo.co.uk
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Bluebell reward.
In the clearing I see daisies,
Crisp and bright and new,
Sweetly bringing to my mind
Thoughts of love and you.
The light today is not so
good,
But my feet traverse the ground,
I carry on down through the wood,
And my reward, bluebells all 'round.
Catherine O'Halloran.
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