Monday, June 25, 2012

Freda's Garden:

Welcome to my Garden!
This little guy looks like someone's faults is making
his hair stand on end!

WITH ALL MY FAULTS
God loves me with all my faults;
He sees just what I can be.
His grace covers all my sins
And yes, he loves even me!

With all my faults,
His child I'll be...
I'm still in His workshop,
He's still working on me.

With all my faults,
What God sees in me
Is a miraculous thing,
How can it be?

With all my faults,
How could I dare?
Complain of others,
whose faults I share!

Freda Fullerton
June 25, 2012






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