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WHEN STORM CLOUDS GATHER
by Kathleen Janz-Anderson
Saturday, September 01, 2012
Rated "G" by the Author.
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We may beat ourselves up for not doing more when someone (even our pet) dies. We try to protect those we love, live the best we can even as we stumble along the way. Then when our minds are clearer, and the pain has subsided, we can rest: |
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IT ALWAYS BRINGS
COMFORT
WHEN WE'RE REMINDED THAT
GOD KNOWS OUR HEARTS
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| Reviewed by Joy Hale |
9/3/2012 |
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Truer words were never spoken, Kathleen. He is ever with us to comfort; He places his hands in ours leading us and showing us the way. Lovely words.
Joy L. Hale |
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| Reviewed by Iris Forrester |
9/2/2012 |
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| An lovely little reminder of where our joy is Kathleen! |
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| Reviewed by Cindy Tuttle |
9/2/2012 |
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This is awesome Kathleen.How true it is.Thank you so much for writing this wonderful reminder.
With Gratitude,
Cindy |
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