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Seasons Waters cannot quench His love As we stand, Rooted in our Creator The One who gives us breath Let the refining fire burn from within Consuming old fruit of seasons past As it falls to the ground Released, but not forgotten For the fruit of dreams that went unfulfilled Will bring forth new life Planted in His soil of faith. Seasons come, seasons go And your season will come again. By Sarah Camille Soltani Icely
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‘As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. As the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish, so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater, so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it. You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace.’ –Isaiah 55:9 ‘For every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven.’ – Ecclesiastes 3
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