Sunday, April 20, 2008
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And He walks with me, and He talks with me, and He tells me I am His Own. And the joy we share as we tarry there, none other can ever know.
Don't try to understand me. It's complicated.
Somedays I don't even understand myself. Longing for God's Kingdom to come.
"My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and
earth." Psalm 121:2