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As A Watchman Who Waits

“I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in his word I hope.”   Mary waited, as a sword swings constantly before her, and the frantic mother and father looking for a lost twelve-year-old find him unapologetically residing in his Father’s house.  Martha and Mary waited for their friend and Lord to come heal their… Continue reading As A Watchman Who Waits