Hello, everyone in my radar! The theme of my poetry for this month is: Provision.
Here is the answer to the last quizz:
Jesus sat down opposite the place where the offerings were put and watched the crowd putting their money into the temple treasury. Many rich people threw in large amounts.But a poor widow came and put in two very small copper coins, worth only a few cents.
Here is today’s Quizz poem:
Alone at the well
you found me ,
mistreated and alone,
How God's radar
Within a location not suitable for your condition.
But in the desert He provided a well,
Yes,the God who sees, appears.
This time I left you a few clues in the poem itself!Look at the highlighted words. Only one more: