Then he showed me a river of the water of life, clear as crystal, coming from the throne of God and of the Lamb, in the middle of its street. On either side of the river was the tree of life , bearing twelve kinds of fruit, yielding its fruit every month, and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.
Revelation 22: 1-2
Blue has no dimensions, it is beyond dimensions.
Anon
No water, no life.
No blue, no green.
Sylvia Earl
Nothing is apparently more helpless, yet really more invincible , than the soul that feels its nothingness and relies wholly on the merits of the Saviour. By prayer, by the study of His word, by faith in His abiding presence, the weakest of human beings may live in contact with the living Christ, and He will hold them by the hand and never let them go.
This is such a beautiful post. We need to be reminded of this. When we are weak – then we are strong.
Why pull up those flowers? Let them be – so pretty. Who decides what a weed is anyway?🌸
True but they do push out other plants. I will weed carefully and keep a patch!🤣
Such delicate precious flowers. Pink and blue colors intertwine and grow together in perfect harmony. Such marvelous creations by God everywhere we look. 🌻🌷🌼🌸💐🏵🌺. Thank you Sandy for always bringing happiness and joy to all of us. Have a blessed day 🙏🙏🙏🤗
Ah thank you for your kind words. Why they should be blue and pink on the same plant I do not know. But you are right they are precious.🤗🤗🙏
A big Amen!🙏🏻
Glad you liked the thought. 🤗😘