Friends Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Friends



Friends touch our lives with hands of God as we live our times together.
Being puzzle pieces, we fit together nicely, interacting with each other, watching out for one another's welfare.
Then a day comes along where we can only pray for the well-being of each other, because God has decreed it so.
Resting in God's hands, one of our lives becomes wholly His again.

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