I doubt that I shall ever see
Artwork pretty as a tree.
But the tree will die and then a man
Creates wood art with tools in hand.
Although the art outlasts the man,
Likewise dust is its sure end.
All the beauty in this old world
Is transitory blessing.
It makes my sojourn glory-filled.
It’s Grace that is Amazing.

“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory!” — Isaiah 6:3

“Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.” — Psalm 23:6

See you in church.


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