Emphasis Preaching Journal
Canadian pastor Elizabeth Conroy tells...
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Canadian pastor Elizabeth Conroy tells this incident:
Anne was coming to visit and in my mind, it couldn't have been a better time. We had moved into a house whose gardens had been covered over by slabs of concrete. To me, the front of the house was cold, and unwelcoming. For a flower lover like me, it was like all the signs of God's re-creation and resurrection had been buried. I almost felt like I was being drawn away from the sun. Unfortunately, by the time I saved enough to put in even a small garden it would be too late in the season to plant.
Anne was coming to visit and in my mind, it couldn't have been a better time. We had moved into a house whose gardens had been covered over by slabs of concrete. To me, the front of the house was cold, and unwelcoming. For a flower lover like me, it was like all the signs of God's re-creation and resurrection had been buried. I almost felt like I was being drawn away from the sun. Unfortunately, by the time I saved enough to put in even a small garden it would be too late in the season to plant.
