Not by might nor by power but by thy Spirit says the Lord our God.

Oh precious, precious Triune God may you accomplish it all through

your humble vessels of moldable, redeemed and sanctified clay.

Such delightful fragrant breezes of spring filled

hope are sent from our Savior just when we need it.

Just when the wind and the waves seem

too much to bear. Stand firm, be strong,

hold on, for the next fragrant breeze is

headed your way. For our Father God

is a God of hope and delights in sending

the fragrant, Spring like lilac-filled breezes

of hope to all His royal children who are in need.

Ahh our God is

omnipotently and

ceaselessly

gracious?

Are you?

Am I?