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Oh I love this one! “thanksgiving is our dialect” .. .may it be so! God bless you, Patricia!
Yes, we all should speak the same beautiful language…and someday we will.
Talking crows on the wire. Reminded me of the gathering of the crows for the past two days. I’ve tried taking pictures of them but the sky is gray and the crows are black. If only I can understand what they are saying. As Christians, we should only speak the language of love, according to St. Paul. Thank you.
I love to see birds gathered on power lines having a chat. I, too, would like to know what they are talking about. As for us, when we are thankful the language of love flows from our mouths with ease.