| This is what came out of today:
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| I said, "Oh, that I had wings like a dove!
I would fly away and be at rest.
Behold, I would wander far away,
I would lodge in the wilderness.
I would hasten to my place of refuge
From the stormy wind and tempest."
Psalm 55 |
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| Today was a Robert Frost day. "So was I once myself a swinger of birches, and so I dream of going back to be."
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| If only things were different, Jack. |
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| …being content with what you have; for He Himself has said, "I will never desert you, nor will I ever forsake you," so that we confidently say, "The Lord is my helper, I will not be afraid. What will man do to me?”
Hebrews 13:5-6 |
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