I believe the son of the one Father of all that ever was, is, or will be is alive and well. He sits at the right hand of His Father. All Authority on earth is
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I believe the son of the one Father of all that ever was, is, or will be is alive and well. He sits at the right hand of His Father. All Authority on earth is
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“I love you, and that’s the beginning and end of everything” ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald, for Zelda Some classic famous author quotes are better than others This one reminds me of a few verses another
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Thank you for giving me bread to break with family and friends. Thank you for my good health and even better cheer. Thank you for the eternal love, light, and meaning given to each of
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The question, ‘Can I face life’s challenges with grace?’ has piqued my brain one too many times. My not-so-straight-forward answer mingles with the mystery of how grace can find us when we’re lost in worldly
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Love is magical. It’s written on my heart…and if we believe in miracles, it could last forever. Storybook endings Imagine those blissful moments of young love. The unassuming girl finally embraces her knight in shining
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“Be like a tree. Stay grounded. Connect with your roots. Turn over a new leaf. Bend before you break. Enjoy your unique natural beauty. Keep growing.” Joanne Raptis Have I mentioned how much I love,
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The love of my good, good father… With Father’s Day right around the corner, I’m reminded of my dad and how he always held my mother’s hand while our family walked in the park. His
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How to cultivate patience? I’m sure you’ve heard your mother, sister, or best friend say, “Have Patience. This too shall pass.” Yep. I thought so. The first thing that usually comes to my mind is
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Wise instruction from unchanging truths? Poetic verse and metaphor have a way of piquing my brain. Warnings and instructions. Adventures or tragedies. I want to dig deeper. Learn more. They’re like ghost stories without the
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Oh, how the Father loves us… I love you, Father, for all that you are. You’re the scent of my favorite Flower—Winter’s first snow. You’re a bird’s song in spring and summer’s warm water. The
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