I Love You More
Thank you with all my heart. I dreamed of someone loving me the way you do. You’re always patient, always kind, never demanding. You are ever ready to help me i...
Author: Marla
I love the Lord Jesus Christ and am passionate about writing. I hope you enjoy the blog and come to visit often.
Then the Lord answered me and said:
“Write the vision
And make it plain on tablets,
That he may run who reads it.
For the vision is yet for an appointed time;
But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie.
Though it tarries, wait for it;
Because it will surely come,
It will not tarry.
“Behold the proud,
His soul is not upright in him;
But the just shall live by his faith. Habakkuk 2: 2-4
The Birthing
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The Vintage Talk
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The Witness
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The Blood Transfusion
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The Prayer Warriors
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Now
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