17 Though the fig tree should not blossom,
nor fruit be on the vines,
the produce of the olive fail
and the fields yield no food,
the flock be cut off from the fold
and there be no herd in the stalls,
18 yet I will rejoice in the Lord;
I will take joy in the God of my salvation.
19 God, the Lord, is my strength;
he makes my feet like the deer's;
he makes me tread on my high places.
2 comments:
Oh Lori,
We sing a song at church with those verses from the Bible. I cry every time. I will rejoice in the Lord. I can't wait for Heaven someday!
Thank you for blessing me today.
With much love, your friend,
Ami
Lori, I had to share this link with you. You wouldn't believe the situations I get into!
http://amicarr.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html
Happy Mothers Day
From the one who encourages almost as much as my Heavenly Father and my family!
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