March 2011
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Musings of the Master...
Every note the Master writes to common hearts, like that of mine, speak promises of my Divine for me to dine with finer wines and breads. I take my Abba’s hand and try to figure out his plans but nonetheless not understand what Favor is to me. For this, on Faith, I choose to muse…. Goodnight world, I’d rather snooze than try with much futility, to peel apart the thoughts of...
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