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AN OLD POEM
An old poem describes a woman walking through a meadow, meditating on nature.While strolling about, she came upon a field of golden pumpkins. In the
corner of the field stood a majestic, huge oak tree.
She sat under the oak tree musing on the strange twists in nature,which put
tiny acorns on huge branches and huge pumpkins on tiny vines. She thought to
herself, "God blundered with Creation! He should have put the small acorns
on the tiny vines and the large pumpkins on the huge branches."
Nodding off, the woman stretched out under the oak tree for a nap.A few minutes
after falling asleep, a tiny acorn bouncing off her nose awakened her.
Chuckling to herself, she rubbed her nose and thought, "Maybe God was
right after all!"
Things should
not always be as we want it to be..
God knows better!
"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my
ways," declares the LORD. - Isaiah 55:8
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A BLESSED 2011 TO ALL OF YOU.
GOD BLESS
EV. ANDREA
Nice poem and so very true.
Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year to you and your family.
God Bless
Jean
AMEN. THANK YOU SIS. GOD BLESS YOU