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Creation Waiting
Creation Waiting (Romans 8:21) It is a serene October midnight, a full moon rides the ragged clouds, ducking behind them, almost brushing the swaying tips…
Read MoreCreation Waiting (Romans 8:21) It is a serene October midnight, a full moon rides the ragged clouds, ducking behind them, almost brushing the swaying tips…
Read MoreUnchanging Light 2 Corinthians 9:15 Overwhelmed by winter’s hard, withered hand, aspen, oak, and elm stand gray-haired and naked in a leafless stupor…
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