Rose Hedgerow
We can enter each day knowing that in the spiritual realm, our Bridegroom Jesus, has planted for us a rose hedgerow of His divine love.
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↓We can enter each day knowing that in the spiritual realm, our Bridegroom Jesus, has planted for us a rose hedgerow of His divine love.
Continue reading →Milk sustained my infant daughter, but since I was going back to work, I needed her to accept formula. She staunchly refused, knowing this substitute was not the real deal.
Continue reading →My knockout roses had gotten the dreaded broomstick disease, and it was spreading amongst the bushes. I fought tears as I watched my rose bushes resisting the ropes that held each tightly onto the tow ball while the truck driver inched forward. With quick acceleration, each yielded, its root ball exposed, the rose bush toppled. Their former places now sunken, I asked workers to fill the holes with loose dirt. Sullen, I ambled across the garden, thanking God that at least not all needed to be removed and that the plague would stop. …
Continue reading →Our neighbors were away for the weekend, but I heard a lawnmower next door. I felt sorry for whoever was mowing. I looked over the top of the hedge between our houses and saw…
Continue reading →What’s that? Yes, there’s a story that goes with the above. If you’re a mom or grandma, I’m pretty sure you’ll relate. …
Continue reading →Two Hebrew words describe your spiritual romance in Song of Solomon to your Beloved Bridegroom, Jesus Christ. One of these words allegorically parallels the above imagery of lovers captivated by their love-relationship. Prepare to be blessed by what we’ll discover…
Continue reading →“Nothing about bread making comes easy, child. It takes precise measurements, and strong arms willing to thoroughly kneed these loaves. Now it’s going to be a prettier loaf,” Mother said, returning the towel atop the loaf pan. The dough would rise again before she’d baked it…
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