Many of you saw this snap on Facebook last Saturday, but I wanted to share it here too. It was my second "fawn spotting" morning and I found this little one lying down in the woods 30 to 40 feet from the road. I've always wanted to come upon a fawn lying in the woods waiting for Mom. It was indeed a thrill for this girl's heart!
My faithful friends, this post is to say thank you for all the work you do as you live your life for Christ. The multitude of gifts you give over and over again to multitudes of people make a difference.
I've been touched by your service and blessed by your love. And this day I just want to say thank you.
Read the words written by Cindy Morgan and then listen to Kim Hopper sing this lovely song.
"Well Done Well Done"
"One step then two, then a million more,
Sunday morning you, walked the old wood floor,
To lift a song to heaven, and let the praises ring,
Let Him use your life, and heard the choir sing.
Well done, well done, dear faithful one,
Though the mountains were steep, Now the race is run,
See the Father smile, Father and the Son,
Well done, well done, dear faithful one.
When pain is deep, and grief is great,
And it's hard to make it through the day,
Walk onward soldier for the gospel truth,
For the crown and the glory, is waiting there for you.
And one fine day, when time is through,
And you journey on to a land brand new,
To shout Hallelujah, as you step through the gates,
And feel the Saviour's arms, and hear the angel choir say,
Well done, well done, dear faithful one,
Though the mountains were steep, Now the race is run,
See the Father smile, Father and the Son,
Well done, well done, dear faithful one."
https://www.youtube.com . . . search for Kim Hopper Well Done Well Done or
click on the link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f5_MUbtNVoA
"Kind thoughts are wasted if they don't become kind words." Kim Meeder
And all I saw were the two little ears as I glimpsed the area. Looks like I still have eyes for my favorite subject to snap!
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Wednesday, June 15, 2016
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