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Thursday, September 17, 2026
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Tennessee Memories - Brown Iris
The birds upon the tree tops sing their song;
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The Thousand Word Project - Hopes of Spring
Isaiah 61:11 For as the earth bringeth forth her bud, and as the garden causeth the things that are sown in it to spring forth; so the Lord GOD will cause righteousness and praise to spring forth before all the nations.
Thursday, October 17, 2024
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Tennessee Memories - Mrs. Alexander's Autumn Garden Part 1
- Anonymous -
Mrs. Alexander and her husband were sweet neighbors of my family when we lived in Tennessee. She is with the Lord now, but it was a blessing and privilege to be have been able to know them.
October, 2005
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The Thousand Word Project - What the Plants Were Dewing
Thursday, June 6, 2024
The Thousand Word Project - Pretty Pansies
Sunday, March 31, 2024
The Lord Tends His Garden - Guest Post
Note: For anyone wondering why there isn't a resurrection post this weekend, please know that we look to the Jewish calendar, rather than the Roman Catholic, one to determine when Resurrection Sunday should be observed. Passover is not until April 22nd, so my resurrection posts will be on the weekend of April 28th. :-)
John 15:1-5 I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman. Every branch in me that beareth not fruit he taketh away: and every branch that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit. Now ye are clean through the word which I have spoken unto you. Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me. I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing.
The Lord Tends His Garden
The vine of
impatience is overgrown,
The weed of self will is making shown,
Poison leaves of distraction tempting and
fair
Choking fruit of my heart, and leaving spots
bare,
Come and tend Your garden...





































