When we were planning my brother's-in-law memorial service recently, we were asked what was his favorite scripture. I immediately thought of my own, John 11:25-26. I am lucky because I was born a believer. Some might say that is not luck that believing is a choice. Yet, some people find it so difficult to believe. I believe in worlds unseen, words not yet spoken, dreams yet to be dreamed, steps not yet taken. I know someday the unseen will be seen, the words will be spoken, the door will open and all will be revealed. The older I become, the more I believe. Believing is a blessing.
Believe
Then all will be possible
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I love the magical look to these pieces! Especially all the bubbles!
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