FATHER Like the sky that burns red so that the earth stays cool, And its bluest color tells how hot is the noon; Like the lightning rod that takes the bolt to the ground, And the concrete slabs that take the beatings of storms, He stands to cover, to comfort, and to calm, And asks for nothing, giving all. MOTHER Her womb is God's crucible where a child is formed, Her bosom is the place where comfort is found, Her lips pour wisdom that guards our soul And sets it on track to reach life's goal. "My son, hear the instruction of your father, And do not forsake the law of your mother" (Pro.1:8) (c) June 13, 2017
I was listening attentively to your message regarding thanksgiving but after 11 minutes your audio stops ..
ReplyDeleteIt was very encouraging message to be thankful in every situation of life.
Can i get the remaining message.
Praise the Lord.
Thanks for your comment brother! I'm glad that you're blessed by the message. Unfortunately, I don't have the remaining message, presently. In case, I happen to find it, I'll let you know! Regards
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