This kind of thinking/writing/analysis makes me want to dance, hope and run through fields with my Maker. Hyperbole? Maybe but these kind of thoughts enlarge God all over again in my small finite brain.
This kind of thinking/writing/analysis makes me want to dance, hope and run through fields with my Maker. Hyperbole? Maybe but these kind of thoughts enlarge God all over again in my small finite brain.
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