she said that to me, just like that and I felt the arms of those words descend on my senses. We are limited by human description, we are victims of fatigue and yet, now and again, God sends His angels to remind us of the Christ within, waiting to be unfurled again, and again, and again.
May you know the power of what lies within you: for we were not born to be paper and twig houses. We are the original temple of the living God, if we would…
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