Monday, March 28, 2011

Friends


Once I found a dear friend.  "Dear me," I said, "he was made for me."
But now I find more and more friends who seem to have been made for me.
Is it possible we were all made for each other all around the world?
G. K. Chesterton

2 comments:

pens and needles said...

Love the writings of GKC....

Raym said...

Last evening I sat down with your Ozark Grace Blogspot and travel my way through the winter. You transported the daily creation of God, through your lense and pen, and place it softly into my heart. Thank you Sister!

Bro Raym