Friday, November 1, 2019

Nothing

In the midst of all my concerns for the farm, for the plant, for my husband this morning, Father said, "Just worship me." Then He brought this song to mind. May it bless others who are burdened today! "NOTHING I DESIRE COMPARES WITH YOU, OH LORD!!"

Please keep my family, and all the farmers in the Midwest, in your prayers.  We desperately need hot, dry weather.  We farm a little over 1,000 acres and not one of them has been harvested yet!!

Rich blessings to all God's people!

Dawn



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