(Beverly Elaine Eanes)
a bruised reed he will not break, a smoldering wick he will not quench. Mt. 12:20
About Me
- bruised reed
- just shooting questions to the universe and hoping that when the right time comes I will receive some answers, or if not, I will be given something to enrich my life.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
An imperfect life
Our world on earth, of course, is not perfect though we strive to do the right things. We make human mistakes which cannot be undone; they can only hope to be rectified at best. We must trust that the Lord understands our sincere intentions for good and forgives us when our feet stray from the path. When we have lived a meaningful, though not perfect life, we may go to our maker in joy.
Labels:
Forgiveness,
Life
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