At Magnolia's End: Louie-ville

we've had a bit of rain and it must have been a wake up call. what a wonderful world.

'for myself I hold no preferences among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous.'

snippits & cuttings

'she stirs the pot with a glittering spoon.'
'every day life is both practice and poem.'
'here's to good women. may we know them. may we be them. may we raise them.'
'love flies, runs, and rejoices; it is free and nothing can hold it back.'
'that is our job as believers – to be the answer to someone’s prayers everyday for as long as we live.'
'hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all.'
'when was the last time you did something for the first time?'
'we don't have to think alike to love alike.'
'the world is the wheel of God, turning round and round with all living creatures upon its rim. the world is the river of God, flowing from him and flowing back to him.'
'I think the beauty of twinkle lights is the perfect metaphor for joy.'

Tuesday, August 21, 2012