Faith Is Mar12 by melodylowes Faith is budding with snow on the ground… Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading... Related
Choir robes and all, eh? I see you swaying and singing your heart out…
Choir robe and catter walling, more likely!!
Right!! Find a note and run with it!!
Do you tag-team?
If you’ll teach me how, I’m sure to give it my best effort.
Okay – you pick a note and run with it, then lob it to me, and I can take it and run with it, too – like football??? 🙂 I’m obviously too tired to have a normal conversation here…. 🙂
Me too–and as soon as you said “football”, the game was over for me; I’ll never understand it, and don’t care! But I can see me using hand gestures to “lob” the note to you–I’m trying to figure how I’m gonna run in my choir robe–are they just knee-length??
You just hike ’em up and scoot! 😀
Laughing too hard here!! Too much visuals!
Cool. Short, punchy with lots to hang on to.
Thanks, Rob. Faith is only truly forged under pressure. In a happy perfect world, how would we know our need? Um – I just over-did my word allowance there. Refer to above poem for ‘short and punchy’.. 🙂
K ; – O
Faith indeed! 🙂 What a wonderful way to show us about it! Thank you!
Thank you Debbie… 🙂
😀 Despite the odds, it buds. 😀
Don’t you love that kind of faith? Gives me hope… 🙂