Yesterday my Dad would have been ninty-five years old. He died when he was eighty in 1997. It’s hard to believe it’s been that long. Seems like yesterday he was hobbling outside to mow the grass. Where did the time go?
Perhaps it’s time to reflect on the past. Or, more importantly, prepare for the future. Only God knows what’s ahead. If we trust in God, our future will be blessed because it will be in His hands.
©.2012 Phoebe Leggett
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