God, listen to me shout, bend an ear to my prayer. . . You've always given me breathing room, a place to get away from it all...... And I'll be the poet who sings Your glory!
Psalm 61:1, 3, 8 The Message
God appoints our graces to be nurses to other men's weakness. ~ Henry Ward Beecher
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