My father had the gift of gentleness. How well I remember the tender touch of my his hand, spreading from shoulder blade to shoulder blade. He always knew when I was struggling. The caress was
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My father had the gift of gentleness. How well I remember the tender touch of my his hand, spreading from shoulder blade to shoulder blade. He always knew when I was struggling. The caress was
Read moreThe act of giving is the centerpiece of Christmas. Jesus giving His all in order to save a hopeless and dying world was and is the crux of our hope and true joy this season.
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