“With joy and with weeping much seed
has been sown”....well, I think it was only a few seeds. As to
the weeping, those seeds were watered with a few tears, but they were
tears of thankfulness; tears moved by my unworthiness and
thankfulness to the One who IS worthy.
I won't forget our friends here. I
won't forget the heartfelt invitations to “Come back to us!” I
hope one day I can....if it is the will of the One who plans the way.
As we heard yesterday, “our times are in His hands”.
Now we move on. I'll wave good-bye,
and hope to “see” you again in the Dominican Republic.
Hilda
2 comments:
Dear saying goodbye,
What a sweet farewell post for PR.
What a serene faced lady with the pretty bouquet.
What a special time!
Love,
What comes from Him
In
Life
Pricilla dear, I just caught up on your blog of Puerto Rico. What a special privilege you have had and thanks for blogging your travels and sharing it with us. My Dad was in the service with Wilbur Nelson back in the 1940's. You mentioned spending time with his daughter, Joyce. Love Glenda
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