God is the ultimate gardener of my life.
Sometimes I get weeds, but He takes the time to pull them out so that I may a bright little flower.
Sometimes the wind blows down, and it gets cold in the garden, but His Love keeps me warm.
Sometimes I wonder when I'll finally harvest, but He keeps me steady in His Arms.
Sometimes the wind blows down, and it gets cold in the garden, but His Love keeps me warm.
Sometimes I wonder when I'll finally harvest, but He keeps me steady in His Arms.
I am a seed, and one day with His Touch, I'll be the best flower I can be, dancing under the warm rays of the sun and displaying how much He loves me.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord,"plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11
"Yet You Lord, are our Father. We are the clay; you are the potter; we are all at the work of Your Hand." Isaiah 64:8
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord,"plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11
"Yet You Lord, are our Father. We are the clay; you are the potter; we are all at the work of Your Hand." Isaiah 64:8
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