Memory Verse Behold what manner of love the Father has bestowed on us, that we should be called children of God! 1 John 3:1 NKJV
Leviticus 8-9 Psalms 62
"I want you, dear reader, to remember that one holy way of mending the world is to sing, to write, to paint, to weave new worlds. Because the seed of your feeble-yet-faithful work fell to the ground, died, and rose again, what Christ has done through you will call forth praise from lonesome travelers long after your name is forgotten. They will know someone lived and loved here."
--Andrew Peterson, Adorning the Dark
Lord God, extend our faith so that even when we fail to see the fruit of our planted seeds, we may have the assurance that every inch of soil overturned will lead to a harvest someday. Amen. (commonprayer.net)
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