Baskets of Faith
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Baskets of Faith
and Hopeful Fishermen
Sometimes there is not enough,
to share everything we have.
But there is always enough,
to share all of what we do have,
every time.
God will take care of the shortages,
and use the abundance,
that there will be…
to bring others to the table.
That is the miracle of the maker.
You can not out give Him.
You can not begin to love;
deeper, stronger or better than He…
Yet, you, me, we; are His,
so the baskets are full.
Care for each other.
Worry not or be concerned.
He did not give you “fear”.
That was pressed in upon all of us,
by the outside, the wrong side,
the other side, the last side,
the land slide.
Fish and bread,
words from Our Lord,
that mean the very essence,
of our lives.
The sustenance of our souls,
the forever of our future…
beyond this boundaried place,
where we still live .
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2019
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