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| It was drizzeling the daintiest bit of summer rain... |
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| ...when I took the mad dog for a walk.... |
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| ...wondering whether God thinks me as mad as I think the dog is... |
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| ...taking me on those beautifully strange walks He has the secret of. |
Sunday, July 31, 2011
"Hosea 6:3 ... And He will come to us like the rain, Like the spring rain watering the earth."
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