I wanted to flee, but within my spirit, I heard Jesus’ voice, “Come to Me.” … I felt a warmth, as my Bridegroom Jesus washed me in His love.
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I wanted to flee, but within my spirit, I heard Jesus’ voice, “Come to Me.” … I felt a warmth, as my Bridegroom Jesus washed me in His love.
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I had quite the conversation with the Lord on that crisp spring morning. I met Him in my sanctuary – my beloved porch swing with its soothing, squeaky melody. A gentle breeze stirred the treetops
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