to GOD be the GLORY ~ Joy’s Eternal Yield ~ By Deborah Ann I came across a field,it look like all the restthe weeds and thistlesgrew without contest. But, as I explored,this grassland full of taresI came upon a plotsans any thorny snares. The patch was pasture green,where not a single weed grewis was like a lush meadowmeant to restore and… (more…)