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“I wish that my words were written down, that they were recorded on a scroll or inscribed in stone forever by an iron stylus and lead! But I know my living Redeemer, and He will stand on the dust at last. Even after my skin has been destroyed, yet I will see God in my flesh. I will see Him myself; my eyes will look at Him, and not as a stranger. My heart longs within me.”

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  • An inheritance fell to me with delight

    Lord, You are my portion and my cup of blessing;You hold my future.The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;Indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance. Psalm 16:5-6 As summer slides away, achingly slow in the Texas hill country,… Continue reading