Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.

The bee backs out of the blossom, blessed with nectar, touched gold with pollen. Another smiles, secretly grateful for the exchange.

You do not know what blessings the Beloved gives to you, what blessings the Beloved receives.

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Gifts, accumulating through the day, as a warm front of grace moves through your life, resulting in downpours, heavy at times, of giving and receiving unbeknownst to you.

Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve

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