26 | P a g e Table of Contents Eternal Springtime AS i tssi mb epsl ei dwe eaawt heel lr-ewdobrenntcrha i l LWeha edri ne gwtios daogma rsdeeenm s t o d w e l l In this refuge filled with fragrance AA nr de f trheos hs ei nwg hc oa ng ob et of ol ius nt edn Can hear contentment’s sound The resting place holds answers FTohre yt hcoosme ewthoor sees et kf odri jruesctt iaown h i l e In the serenity of reflection The fragrance of the Lily BE trei nr ng sa lt hS pe rwi negatri my seo, ud la ti loy ecaosme e s Forever in Heaven's breeze -- Sherrie Bradley Neal Fairways of Glory Ao f dt he de ipc aetrifoenc tt goatmh ee ,efnodnlde sms epmu rosrui ei ts oa nf dt hter icahl sa lol ef ni tgsetsr ao pf st haen gdr ne eo nws, ti nh teol at hs te pc uu tpt oh fa lsi fderaonpdp et hd e lLioghrdt o- fitthisendoawy hoansyfoaudredfa. irways oc of ng tl oi nruy et ht oa tbteh pe lgaayme de. w i l l Faith WT haei thionumr oajfehsetiacvpeena. cGee nero u sl y tru s t TThhaytfournttuilnneo'swnhetastoptuhte beneficent hand HHei swwaot crhlde si nof' eere tThoe eT hs teiel l.. H i s l o ve BHroowoedvseor' el orntgh et he ,oaunwd aalsk Ge sotds loi lvi et asriyn, h e a v e n , The hour of heaven shall come. --Ralph Waldo Emerson Fisherman's Prayer Sf ourr eHl ey cJ ehsous se ltohveems ffios rh eHrims oa wn n , taon db es owmi tehdHa yi ms haanrde lHe ai sr nh of rmo em. H i m Iatnmd upsatt iheanvcee bHeee nf otuhnedi rrtarrues, t i n G o d thheaatr kt ea enpdsetvheermi nvHe ri sy cnaeraer. H i s -- Anne Kujawo Footprints Oa lnoen gn itghhet bI ehaacdh awdi trhe at mh e. IL wo rads, wa nadl k i n g al i cf er .oIsns et ha ce hs ks ci eesn fel aI snhoetdi csecde nt we so osfemt s yo f faonodtpornientws ains tthhee Lsaonrdd'.sO. ne was mine, When the last scene of my life af opopteparri ne dt s bi ne f tohree sma en,dI, laonodk et od mb ayc k a t t h e st hu er pprai ts he , oI f nmo tyi cl ief de tt hh ea rt emwa an sy ot inml ye os na el o n g sweat soaf tf ot ho et pl roiwn tess. tAanndd Isna odtdi ce es dt tti hmaet si ti n my life. I asked the Lord about it. "Lord, you syaoiud wt hoaut l od nwc ea lIkdwe ci tihd emd et oa lfl otlhl oe ww ya oy u. , Bt ruotuIbnl eostoi cme de tt ihma te sd ui nr imn gy tlhi fee mt hoesrte i s ou nn ldyeor sntea ns edt wo fhfyoyoot purlienfttsm. I yd soind'et w h e n I needed you most." The Lord replied, "My precious child, IDluorvi en gy oy uo ua rn tdi mweosu ol df tnrei av le ar nl edasvuef fyeorui n. g , wI whaesrecayroruyisnege yoonuly."one set of footprints, Poems
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