I have spent a lot of time here lately going around the house picking up leaves. Why you may ask? Every time our dog Max goes outside to do his business he seems to be a magnet for leaves. When we open the door he just dashes in and before we can grab him to pick the leaves off his body they are everywhere on the floor.
As I was picking leaves up today a thought crossed my mind. What am I leaving in places I go and in the people I know? I believe we leave a little bit of us where ever we go and what we leave is based on what is in us. If bitterness, anger, or frustration is what is in you, that is probably the trail you leave, but if God and the fruit of the spirit is what is in you then you will leave a trail of love, joy, and peace wherever you go.
Friday, November 30, 2007
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We understand the leaves stuck to your dog thing. I know silly comment.
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