No Greater Joy
"I have no greater joy than to hear that my children are walking in the truth." 3 John 1:4
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Traveling at night, the headlights were bright
but soon the sun came through the trees.
Around the next bend
the flowers will send
the sweet scent of home in the breeze. ("Home," Bonnie Raitt)
We are home, and our hearts are full. So grateful for our Pittsburgh tribe.
Laura W. Smith
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