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FOR HERMANA
MANDY ANDERSON
A sweet, dear sister wanting to do
the Lords will,
Fulfilling her mission well, until
she became ill,
Go home and rest, heal well, then be
able to return,
May His richest blessing through your
service earn.
Be your true self, in all the things
that you do,
Live like a true missionary your whole
life through,
A missionary in jeans, or at a fun fair or
crazy rodeo,
It is what’s in your heart, thinking good
all the day,
Never let a prayer of your pure heart be
too far away,
Stop and think of Him before you
speak and act,
Speak the truth with kindness and
loving tact.
Then your regular way of life then
will ever be
That of a daughter of God to be a
forever missionary.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson 15 November 2004
2004/4232/anderson.