A long long time ago, before I came to be.
When He was making everything,
He included me!
He gave me my own fingerprints,
Unique in every way,
And just to clear up any doubt,
He threw in D N A.
Then trees and seas and honey bees.
With winter, spring and fall.
Were proof enough He had to be,
the maker of it all.
So when I gave Him all my heart.
He emptied out the bad,
And purposed it for only truth,
He's Got To Be My Dad!
Your situation is not unique, but you are!
Psalm 139:15
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
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I like the picture, too; will look him up soon.
Connie
Peace.
Happy Father's Day to you. :0)
*applause* well done, my friend, well done!
He is a Father to the fatherless...and He's just waiting for us to come to His knee and let Him know how our day's been!
OUTSTANDING!!
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)