Friday, May 9, 2008





I saw God wash the world last night, with His sweet showers on high, and then, when morning came, I saw Him hang it out to dry. He washed each blade of grass, and every trembling tree; He flung his showers against the hill, and swept the billowing sea. W.L.Stidger

3 comments:

The Feathered Nest said...

Hi Therese ~ this verse or quote is absolutely beautiful!! Danielle sent me over and it's so very nice to meet you ~ Congratulations to your sons, too!! xxoo, Dawn

Jann said...

This picture is just beautiful! Where did you find it? Welcome to the blogging world--found you through Danielle's blog. I will visit again--have fun with your blog! ~Jann

Joyce said...

Hello dear Therese~ Danielle asked that we come by and welcome you to "blogland" and I am so glad she did! What a lovely blog you have~ this post of yours appealed to me because of the sweet picture, and I loved the poem! Anyway, just wanted to say Hi, and I will visit again soon!