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“It’s after middle of the night. I stroll the streets of my house the city. Snow covers the bottom and ice crunches beneath my toes. My course is south. No longer certain the place I’m going however that does not subject.” The next tale is ready how God took my disasters and made them His successes. ~ Philippians 2:1-12; Psalms 119:sixty eight ~









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