A Six Year Old’s Encounter
Eyes glazed over not able to see The Spirit of God was wooing me… Funny, buzzing sound, around my ear Swatting at nothing, nothing I hear… Blind, but not knowin...
Author: Marla
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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
You Can
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Land Mines or Land Marks
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In Remembrance
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