Wordfall

Rains, Snows: Heaven’s Precious gifts. They do not return Without first watering the earth, Yielding seeds for the sower and bread for the eater. Likewise, the word of my mouth does not come back to me void, but achieves my purposes.
---------- To be clear, this is an adaptation of Isaiah 55:10-11 so that it will fit nicely into a fibonacci pattern, but is not my original thought. Here are the verses as written in the English Standard Version of the Bible: 10 “For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven and do not return there but water the earth, making it bring forth and sprout, giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater, 11 so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but it shall accomplish that which I purpose, and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it.
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Kendrick Avatar
February 14, 2022 at 2:58 PM
I like this one. God's Word will not come back to him void for sure. It is nice to have a faith-based work to read. Your visit to my page. Sara
Kyser Avatar
February 14, 2022 at 3:27 PM
I'm all over the map, but faith and redemption have been major themes. Thanks for the kind words.
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