Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Wildflower
I saw that one of God’s wildflowers was wilting in the weather. But Jesus gave her a drink.
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
I saw that one of God’s wildflowers was wilting in the weather. But Jesus gave her a drink.
How could Jesus leaving them be considered an advantage? The answer is in the waiting it seems, for them, and for us, very often.