A Father is in this house, A Father standing tall, And even more surprising, He admits he doesn’t know it all. It’s good to have a Father Who can constantly stay, Who doesn’t hide or disappear When things don‘t go his way. A Father who follows through On promises he made And guides hisContinue reading “A Father Is In This House”
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God is as Invisible
As the air against my cheek As the breeze against my arm Breathing in my lungs As the green in the leaf And the blue filter of the sky The sound in the bee’s buzz The bubble of water over rock Feel of moss And tart of peach The light in my eyes YourContinue reading “God is as Invisible”
Shirley Fessel 