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His ‘grace unveiled’ each morning shatters my theology. Morning’s GRACE Brightly shines Into the dark Of my heart…
We are all broken but sometimes, oh yes sometimes, the broken pieces of you and me come together…
“Do you think she hates me?” “With a passion.” “Do you think it’s the hat?” “No” “A lot…
The doors closed tightly behind him and he was left alone in this box to a yet unknown…
You suddenly find yourself standing alone on an unknown sidewalk in an unknown place. It’s night and snowing…