Just one piece missing, and the enemy has a place to place a wedge to win. He loves to lavish gifts on His children I forgot mommy, some bread with the jelly too please. Please be my inner strength, and power through your Spirit. Thanks for loving arms to nestle in when I feel lonely for you. Hanging on For Dear Life.
Little nuggets are every where.
We just have to pick them up. I step out as it were into thin air expecting my Father to hold me up. He blesses me accordingly to my understanding. My daddy and our Heavenly Father had a lot in common. We All Are His Little Children.