Saturday, May 16, 2015

May 16

Greetings: God bless you this day!

The winds of memory,
That touch my heart and soul,
Are the winds of memory,
That o're mind doth roll.
(The first line of today's poem)

I will remember the deeds of the Lord; yes I will remember
your miracles of long ago. Psalm 77:11

Memory is one of the most precious gifts from God and one that so
many are robbed of in old-age!

Know I prayed for you today. Blessings-Freda

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