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ONCE UPON A TIME, there lived a carpenter and his wife.  More than anything, they wanted a child of their own.  At long last, their wish came true –  the wife was going to have a baby!     From the second floor window of their small house, the wife could see into the garden next door.  Such fine fresh rows of plants and flowers there were!  But no one dared to go over the garden wall to see them up close. For the garden belonged to a witch! One day the wife was looking down at the garden from her window.  How fresh-looking were those big green heads of lettuce!   “It is just what I need to eat!” said the wife to her husband.  “You must go and get me some.” “But we cannot!” said the carpenter.  “You know as well as I do that the garden belongs to the witch, who lives next door.” “If I cannot have that lettuce,” said the wife, “I will not eat anything at all!” "That lettuce looks so good!” said the wife.  “It is just what I need to eat." What could the c

Here l am with my arms lifted high As the light begins to fade Hear my cry, my prayer, my plea I'm counting on Your Grace for me Through the storms and my uncertainties Lord I put my trust in You You're my Savior and my Peace O Christ my King I will draw near So my soul surrenders To my faithful God My faithful God You're my hope and anchor I trust iin You Where would I be If not for Your Grace that rescued me My life surrendered To worship You Source:  Musixmatch

Long ago in Italy there lived on old clock-maker named Geppetto. Tick-tick-TOCK! Tick-tick-TOCK! went all the clocks in his shop. When he worked, Geppetto felt happy. But when he rested, a sad feeling came over him. “Ah!” he would think. “All my life and no child to call my own!” One day Geppetto carved a puppet from wood in the shape of a boy. The arms and legs could move. He cut and sewed a nice outfit for the puppet, as if it were a real boy. "I will call you Pinocchio," said Geppetto.  That night, Geppetto lay the wooden puppet down onto the bed. From out of the window, a big star twinkled bright.  Geppetto looked out the window to the twinkling star.   “Bright star,” said Geppetto. “If I could make one wish, it would be that I could have a real boy of my own.” But of course, he knew that was not possible. From out the window, a big star twinkled bright. That night, the same big star swooshed right into Geppetto’s room. It changed into a Blue Fair