lenten journal: between noon and three
between noon and three
I sit quietly
I waited for words
but they chose
to be quiet
what is there
to say?
Peace,
Milton
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Peace be with you, Milton.Thank you for your ministry.❤
Thanks for taking me along on your Lenten journey
Phyllis
these words! Less is definitely more. Peace to you this day
Love and Peace, Milton.