At the end of the day , the middle of the day, the beginning of the day, God is always with you. That voice that you hear that tells you right from wrong, when you don’t know how you going to pay your bills from month to month he is always there.
I have never done this before, but the soul I carry within connected to the words of this story. I want to share it with you. I found this on Facebook and can not take the credit, but I can forward it to you to read.
Because of Love!! “this is a true story”
A brother and sister had made their usual hurried, obligatory pre- Christmas visit to the little farm where dwelt their elderly parents with their small herd of horses. The farm was where they had grown up and it had been named Lone Pine Farm because of the huge pine, which topped the hill behind the farmhouse. Through the years the tree had become a talisman to the old man and his wife, and a landmark in the countryside. The young siblings had fond memories of their childhood here, but…
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AT THE END OF THE DAY 