Friday, March 25, 2011

How does love, hope, and charity, mixed with truth, become our plumb line, keeping us balanced.. and in good .?

They do nothing for fallow ground. However, once the land is cultivated, these are a few of the seeds which are planted, and in the harvest reap great reward. A house built on a hill, with a firm foundation, who's windows face the East, eventually becomes drenched by the Sun within and without.

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