Aren't we going to be sad when our "commercial interruptions" come to an end?
This month, our priesthood reminded us how much "My Heavenly Father Loves Me."
Whenever I hear the song of a bird
Or look at the blue, blue sky,
Whenever I feel the rain on my face
Or the wind as it rushes by,
Whenever I touch a velvet rose,
Or walk by our lilac tree,
I'm THANKFUL I live in this beautiful world
Heavenly Father created for me.
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