Whenever I find a plaque like this, I get all weak-kneed.
I LOVE them!
Seriously. 
This one belonged to THGGM's grandmother. It hung right next to her front door. When we bought the house, I left it hanging there. It's moved with us twice since then,
This one belonged to THGGM's grandmother. It hung right next to her front door. When we bought the house, I left it hanging there. It's moved with us twice since then,
The rest of them are thrift store/antique mall finds.
When I bought this last one it came in a decorative sleeve and is signed on the back. It was a Christmas gift from a Sunday School teacher in 1953.
These are nice to tuck into the many vignettes I have all over my home. Well, at least I think so. If I didn't think so I wouldn't do it.
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And wonderful reminders of what really matters.
Me, too! One of my favorites is "A day hemmed in by prayer rarely comes unravelled."
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