Jimmy and Freddy
Sitting in an old, oak tree, Jimmy sat and as he did, An old skunk, stood beneath that tree, known to many, as Freddy. “Ma!” Jimmy cried. Freddy just dug him a ...
Author: Marla
I love the Lord Jesus Christ and am passionate about writing. I hope you enjoy the blog and come to visit often.
Then the Lord answered me and said:
“Write the vision
And make it plain on tablets,
That he may run who reads it.
For the vision is yet for an appointed time;
But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie.
Though it tarries, wait for it;
Because it will surely come,
It will not tarry.
“Behold the proud,
His soul is not upright in him;
But the just shall live by his faith. Habakkuk 2: 2-4
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