Reflections led by -belle, 10 Sept.
Two Thous and Twelve...
(my tiny baby gell, kept by God growing well..)
..on
the simplicity
of the
garden paradise.
of the
garden paradise.
All
they must do: gladly
receive
love
from Father's eyes.
And
we – are we reálly
diff'rent?
Do
we need much less?
First
made an “un-zombie”,
what
then?
-
to be really blessed?
Can
we trust our real growth
to one
who
made such a whirled,
and whirling system, both,
with
com-
plexities unfurled?
plexities unfurled?
Are WE scared? Lost our nerve?
That
SON!
ON
YOU, his trust hurled!
Do
we need more to serve(?)-
-to
run
well?
Need you be turled?
A lov-ed father,
Paul(means small), is glad of his “big-girl”.
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