by jot and tittle

“Okay everyone, we’ve talked about rhyming words all week," Eva stood before her grade three class before lunch on Friday. "Can anyone give me an example of three words that rhyme? Yes, Jayne.”           “Snail, wale, hail.”           “Good. Peter.”           “Truck, stuck, luck.”           “Good. Pac.”           “Rake,” Pac said with a grin. “Umm, fake,” his voice held a note of mirth. “Snake,” he let out a giggle.           Eva narrowed her eyes at him. “Why did you choose those words, Pac?”           “I was…inspired,” Pac said triumphantly, finding the word he wanted.           “By what…” Eva stopped when she saw p...

Come to Me, oh weary one, and I will give you rest. Hand Me every weight of sin, every trouble in your breast. I came to seek and to save, such a one as you. I came to bear your burdens,  and griefs and sorrows too.  I shall not give them back to you so leave them here with me. I am strong and you are weak,  leave them, don't you see? You cannot pay for your sins and your griefs are far too great, but I made all with a word, so let Me take their weight.  Along with all your burdens I will also carry you, You are not strong, I am All in all, Trust me, it is true.  Weary one, stop striving, I will give you peace within. The Comforter is in you,  Depend on Me and God and Him.  We shall never leave you, Three Best Friends are We, so lay down the griefs and take my hand We are with you forevermore and constantly.