God Grows Fragrant Flowers Of

The Eagle Had Two Natural Enemies: Storms And Serpents. He Embraced The Storm, Waiting On The Rock For The Right Thermal Current And Then Using That To Carry Him Higher. While Other Birds Were Taking Cover, The Eagle Was Soaring. An Eagle Would Never Fight Against The Storms Of Life.

It's Never Too Late With Truth. It Stands Outside Time.

God Stays Awake All The Time. In Case We Need To Talk To Him About Something.

A Verse Came To Mind, One That Has Comforted Kari Before. It Was The Shortest Verse In The Bible: Jesus Wept. If He Cried Over Jerusalem, If He Cried Over The Death Of Lazarus, Surely He Was Crying Now Over The Death Of Her Dreams, The Death Of Her Marriage.

I Tell Of Hearts And Souls And Dances... Butterflies And Second Chances; Desperate Ones And Dreamers Bound, Seeking Life From Barren Ground, Who Suffer On In Earthly Fate The Bitter Pain Of Agony Hate, Might But They Stop And Here Forgive Would Break The Bonds To Breathe And Live And Find That God In Goodness Brings A Chance For Change, The Hope Of Wings To Rest In Him, And Self To Die And So Become A Butterfly.