My first post!

Written January 10, 2012

Every time He says my name what is He creating? Is it the person He knows I am but I can’t see? Is He calling my personality, the one He designed, forth from the bondage of the world and man’s perception? He calls forth the beauty of His creation like a flower in a field of weeds. A crisp breeze blows the flower as His Presence brushes by adding life and substance. Breathe of life blow, blow on my garden-a song of a heart that has heard the creation sound of its name.

-Paula Keck

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