For an arrow to move forward,
it must go backwards first
It cannot hit it’s target
‘till direction is reversed.
We’re as arrows in God’s quiver
and He is as the bow.
He pulls us back to give us strength
before He lets us go.
For an arrow to move forward,
it must go backwards first
It cannot hit it’s target
‘till direction is reversed.
We’re as arrows in God’s quiver
and He is as the bow.
He pulls us back to give us strength
before He lets us go.
Precious little Godchild. You are surely heaven sent. Becoming your Godparent is a sacred compliment. Although you’re but an infant, I promise from this day to be your friend and mentor as you walk along life’s way. I promise your dear parents and God who...
Precious little Godchild. You are surely heaven sent. Becoming your Godparent is a sacred compliment. I promise your parents and God who dwells above; Until the day I pass away you’ll feel, and know, my love. Though you are but an infant, I promise from...
I feel that it’s important I write these words to me. Prompted by my conscience. I must read them carefully. Be wiser with the time that God has given you. Life is measured by the good and worthy things we do. Be kinder and more caring as you journey...