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Feel, Hear and Know

ByMark Schutter

I woke in the night to the sound of rain falling
Hitting the tin roof in notes of jazz scatting

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Faith is …
ByMark Schutter
Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â (… believing in the unseen!)
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Searching for Wild Horses
ByMark Schutter

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There are moments…
ByMark Schutter
“There are moments & there are times when there is only that moment.” ~M Have you experienced that…
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A Manifesto of Fatherhood
ByMark Schutter
Knowing that, God willing, no matter the circumstances, I will always be a daddy to my little girl;…
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Wrestling With Angels
ByMark Schutter
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Burdens
ByMark Schutter

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Feel, Hear and Know

I woke in the night to the sound of rain falling
Hitting the tin roof in notes of jazz scatting

Faith is …

Searching for Wild Horses

There are moments…

A Manifesto of Fatherhood

Wrestling With Angels

Burdens

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