A Christmas Christ filled is the true meaning of Christmas. . . not Santa's, Raindeer, Sleighs, or tree lights. . . It is filled with the memory of His birth, life, death and resurrection. . . and His presence in the heavenly sanctuary as our only Hope of Heaven. . . He is the light on the hilltop that overlooks life's sea of pain, happiness, and all that life brings. For God so loved the world, that He gave. . . yes He gave His only, One and only Son that we might experience true freedom in Him as a child of the Living God.
Did I make a mess of writing this? I pray not, as He is my life, He is all that each of us need or w/o Him we are forever lost and truly needy. . . God bless each one who finds that Need and it be filled with His presence at all times and every way leads us homeward bound. His crown of Love . . . .
Pansies, milkweed & daffs, oh my! - Yes, it's been a while since I've posted. All is well...just very, very busy. There isn't a lot of time these days to post free stuff, or even to donate a...
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