Yes, the day is dawning with confirmation in its wings. Others judge to no avail. How sweet the fruition of obedience ratified. OH, the standing firm and doing nothing of one's own effort. Any self labor will be undressed, as insignificancy. Naked comfort knowing no adversary prevailing.
HELLO? Intestinal fortitude weaken by concern-able time. Seasons of wonderment of durability ... ... ... never lost or hidden. Only hope for those who endure!
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Day Of Reckoning
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