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Paint Me A Picture: Have I Told You
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Paint Me A Picture. Paint me a picture make my heart sing. With words strung together, like pearls on a string. Monday, November 14, 2011. Have I Told You. Have I Told You. Heavenly Father, have I told you. How I love the blue of the sky. As it stretches from horizon to horizon,. And how I love its shades of blue. As it turns from aqua. To ultra marine blue overhead? Have I told you how I love the color. Of the grasses in the Fall,. And how I love the way that they. As the breezes pass by? Have I Told You.
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Paint Me A Picture
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Paint Me A Picture. Paint me a picture make my heart sing. With words strung together, like pearls on a string. Monday, December 31, 2012. My very first memory is of Christmastime. I was living with my parents and my younger sisters in a small two room house in Glendale. The little house didn't even have the luxury of an indoor bathroom. The nearest bathroom was the men's and women's restrooms next door at the old service station, where my dad worked, on the north end of Glendale. A couple of years later...
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Paint Me A Picture: October 2011
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Paint Me A Picture. Paint me a picture make my heart sing. With words strung together, like pearls on a string. Sunday, October 30, 2011. Dressed in fine apparel,. Lauded by their friends,. Rich men brought their fortunes,. To be esteemed in the sight of men. The widow entered quietly. Unnoticed by the throng. In her hand were two small coins,. She had treasured long. Into the treasury went the coins,. All her earthly wealth. The Savior watching all that day. Asked this question of His friends,. And wher...
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Paint Me A Picture: July 2012
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Paint Me A Picture. Paint me a picture make my heart sing. With words strung together, like pearls on a string. Saturday, July 21, 2012. Sometimes in this life we become focused on the mundane, everyday problems of life. We look at our feet and get caught up with mortal and worldly cares. One moment ticks after another as we work out our earthly probation. Here is that letter:. I'm truly glad that I met you. I wish that I could lift the burden of your pain. I know the struggle it is some days just to sta...
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Paint Me A Picture: December 2012
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Paint Me A Picture. Paint me a picture make my heart sing. With words strung together, like pearls on a string. Monday, December 31, 2012. My very first memory is of Christmastime. I was living with my parents and my younger sisters in a small two room house in Glendale. The little house didn't even have the luxury of an indoor bathroom. The nearest bathroom was the men's and women's restrooms next door at the old service station, where my dad worked, on the north end of Glendale. A couple of years later...
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Paint Me A Picture: Is It Only Paper?
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Paint Me A Picture. Paint me a picture make my heart sing. With words strung together, like pearls on a string. Sunday, November 20, 2011. Is It Only Paper? Is It Only Paper? I would like to tell you of the journey that I traveled when I was young. My life was busy. Babies take a lot of time, two twice as much as one, toddlers at least eight times as much as newborns. My husband worked hard as a mechanic. He put in many long hours and in my immaturity and being self centered I didn't see that was his...
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Paint Me A Picture: November 2011
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Paint Me A Picture. Paint me a picture make my heart sing. With words strung together, like pearls on a string. Sunday, November 20, 2011. Is It Only Paper? Is It Only Paper? I would like to tell you of the journey that I traveled when I was young. My life was busy. Babies take a lot of time, two twice as much as one, toddlers at least eight times as much as newborns. My husband worked hard as a mechanic. He put in many long hours and in my immaturity and being self centered I didn't see that was his...
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Paint Me A Picture: A Parable
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Paint Me A Picture. Paint me a picture make my heart sing. With words strung together, like pearls on a string. Monday, February 6, 2012. 2010, thirty-three Chilean miners, 2,300 ft. deep inside the earth, were trapped by a massive cave-in when the rock inside the mine where they were working, collapsed. They were restricted to a 500 ft. safe area and to the mine shafts below the collapse. It was hot, humid, dark and uncomfortable. Los 33”, “We are well in the shelter, the 33.”. It must have been with mi...
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Paint Me A Picture: February 2012
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Paint Me A Picture. Paint me a picture make my heart sing. With words strung together, like pearls on a string. Monday, February 6, 2012. 2010, thirty-three Chilean miners, 2,300 ft. deep inside the earth, were trapped by a massive cave-in when the rock inside the mine where they were working, collapsed. They were restricted to a 500 ft. safe area and to the mine shafts below the collapse. It was hot, humid, dark and uncomfortable. Los 33”, “We are well in the shelter, the 33.”. It must have been with mi...
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Paint Me A Picture: May 2012
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Paint Me A Picture. Paint me a picture make my heart sing. With words strung together, like pearls on a string. Sunday, May 27, 2012. I'm truly glad that I met you. I wish that I could lift the burden of your pain. I know the struggle it is some days just to stay here and not follow after your little boy. But then the choice is leaving the others that you love. I know how it seems that the whole world is dim and the sun isn't as bright as it once was. I know of the very real pain of a broken heart. I...
