Tuesday, March 16, 2010
O Holy silence do you hear my cry
When I awoke I rejoiced
Throughout the day I oscillated
When nighttime came I solemnly prayed
The trail of prayer is scattered with bodies celestial and not
The answer prolonged
Hear O Isreal, the Lord our God is One!
Early in the morning, Jesus stood on the shore, but the disciples did not realize that it was Jesus. ~John 21:4
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I didn't think much of it when it happened, but it did and here I am. What was it that led up to this event? I can barely recall. It doe...
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