"And ye, beneath life's crushing load, whose forms are bending low,
who toil along the climbing way with painful steps and slow,
look now! for glad and golden hours come swiftly on the wing:
O rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing."
-It Came upon the Midnight Clear
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Grace and Peace,
Jane
1 comment:
oh jane....this is only perfect. thank you for reminding me that the load is only temporary. we know some fine men listening (and probably helping out) to the angels. I love you!! lori
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