from Isaiah 1:18
"Though your sins are like scarlet,
I will make them as white as snow."
I like that. Peace. Love, Linda
We're not alone but entwined as branches of a greater vine. As we share the written word, we visit a warm place and serve each other well. Linda Oliverio
Saturday, February 13, 2010
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