Fields of My Heart
Jesus told a story of a farmer who cast seeds. Some fell…
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Jesus told a story of a farmer who cast seeds. Some fell…
Stepped into an empty church long before Sunday would stir. Morning sun…
The rooster crowed interrupting what little sleep I could find. It has…
Reflecting on roads traveled and steps taken, I found myself in uncharted…
The alarm clock was looming, ready to climb from its roost and…
Lost in the darkness as the dawn broke the horizon, I found…
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your…
Rough edged parchment bound with string and leather, pages filled with graphite…
A shrouded sunrise illuminated the morning sky as gentle rain dripped off…