Her pain is terrible today, her tears a fire, it is impossible to see the soft summer morning’s beauty, the gentle shadows, such is her agony.
Another day lost.
I have run out of words to pray.
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Come Holy Spirit
Come Holy Spirit, Come, Come in power, Come in might, Touch and heal us, Protect and comfort us, Renew and strengthen us, All in the p...
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How awesome is the power of prayer. Not just words spoken to an empty room but the felt Spirit of God flowing in you, alive, present, ligh...
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I just came across this song on Bandcamp that Greg posted a while ago, in 2017. It seems pertinent today. https://gregcrowhurst.bandcamp.co...
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