
A Cup of Memories
A familiar smell can transport us back to simpler times, filled with warmth and love. For me, those memories are closely intertwined with the aroma and taste of a freshly brewed cup of coffee.
“Got my hands on the gospel plow, wouldn’t take nothin for my journey now.”
Lyrics from the song I loved to hear my grandfather sing still resonate with me. They say to me, ” You have work to do. Gospel work. Truth work. Till fertile ground, sow good seeds. cultivate potential, and reap a bountiful harvest. This is the crux of optimal living. Constant sowing and reaping. growing through truth and intentional hard work.
A familiar smell can transport us back to simpler times, filled with warmth and love. For me, those memories are closely intertwined with the aroma and taste of a freshly brewed cup of coffee.
Intervention vs. Intervening Intervention versus intervening Yes, I know that they mean the same; intervention is the noun, and intervening is the verb. On the
On Relationships With Parents Regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life — Maya Angelou I believe
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