And the word became Flesh Psalm 55:6 Oh that I had the wings of a dove! I would fly away and be at rest- I would fly away and be at rest. I would flee far away and stay int he desert: I would hurry to my place of sheldter far from the tempest and storm. It seems in this day and age, it is way to easy to go from one obligation to the next, the next and the next. Then I arrive to a neglected home…
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