Greetings: God bless you this Lord's Day!
Thinking if my mama, today she would have been 103
THOUGHT FOR TODAY:
One day they stand at the grave-side
And wonder how time slipped away
And little girls grow up to be mamas
And mamas will leave you one day!
(Last verse of today's poem)
In everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under
heaven. Ecclesiastes 3:1
Not all little girls grow up to be mamas but all mamas were once little girls,
and time does slip away!
Know I prayed for you today. Blessings-Freda