Down to the River to Pray – 3

Posted on April 17, 2011 by literarylee

Imagine our present, imagine our future. Tiny droplets of rain predict an abundance to come and in fact, one that’s already here. The path from today may be, will be a surprise. That surprise is a gift. Let’s take it.

Lord heal and save.

About literarylee

I sling words for a living. Always have, always will. Some have been interesting and fun; most not. These days, I write the fun words early in the morning before the adults are up and make me eat my Cream of Wheat.
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