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Mystery solved. I am either a madman, or dead already, or dreaming, or a fool, or maybe all of the above. But, what you see is what you get with me. And if anyone walks all over me, it's because I let them. Sometimes the Lord wants us to feel what it's like to be the ground on which we walk. Just dirt, simple dirt, that's what we're made of,
but not what we are.
Yes, as scripture says, ‘Man reaches the end of darkness when he pierces to the uttermost depth the black and lightless rock’
(Job 28:3).
2 comments:
Thank you for posting. I read you every day as part of my devotionals. Thank you, thank you, thank you for all that you write. You have touch me in more ways than I can say.
Thank you, Sister.
Go with God.
He loves
us.
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