Date Poem: Wednesday, November Fourteenth, Two Thousand And Eighteen
By Stacey
@xstitcher (30252)
Petaluma, California
November 15, 2018 11:16pm CST
When we stray, there is
Nothing the
Father will not do
To find us and bring us back
To the fold;
And just as the shepherd is
Elated to find the lost sheep, so the angels rejoice over the sinner that repents.
© Stacey Uffelman 11-15-18
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