On Saturday last, my dear friends joined me for afternoon tea. And what a delight it was to fellowship, share the goodness of our Lord, and rest in one another's presence.
Our time together was as sweet ... Laughter echoed amongst us, smiles abounded, and generosity of spirit was to be found in our midst.
When the last teacup was gently tucked away, and the last linen folded, I gazed toward the window, where my crochet rose lace gloves lay. I smiled as I began to "sketch" the sunlight's kiss upon my tea gloves, and found refreshing and rest, knowing that another day was met with the grace of my Creator.
His mercies are new every morning ... His grace is sufficient for thee ...
Our time together was as sweet ... Laughter echoed amongst us, smiles abounded, and generosity of spirit was to be found in our midst.
When the last teacup was gently tucked away, and the last linen folded, I gazed toward the window, where my crochet rose lace gloves lay. I smiled as I began to "sketch" the sunlight's kiss upon my tea gloves, and found refreshing and rest, knowing that another day was met with the grace of my Creator.
His mercies are new every morning ... His grace is sufficient for thee ...
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