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As you stroll in thru the mists, you hear the music that pulled you to this place, and breath in the peaceful aroma of lavender.
Suddenly you remember - what it is to forget all those mundane problems you left behind. Time ceases to exist with each step. at the edge of your vision you catch a a glimmer of a pixie shooting by but your eyes focus on the unicorns dancing in the distance. pleasent giggles from the winged children bring a smile to your face Again, I bid you welcome to my my world, sit with me - we'll have a cup of faery tea.
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(-; He has done something for you today!
Tue, April 29, 2008 - 9:00 AM
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Thank Him :-)
today i pray for peace, i pray Father that you protect us, our children, from our own destructive habits. I pray father that violence will stop, and that those in power will listen to your whispers of truth and not to the whispers of Greed & Deception. Show me Lord, how i can help make a change, how ever small or big, to help keep the those (including myself) in the world from destroying the planet we all live on.
Mon, March 10, 2008 - 12:31 PM
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In your son's Jesus' name I pray. Thank-you
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Mon, February 18, 2008 - 4:54 PM
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Warning the information is disturbing www.freetheslaves.net/NETCOMM...age.aspx When Helia LaJeunesse was five years old, her mother died. She went to live with her grandmother until she too passed away. A neighbor took Helia in until she was about twelve years old. The woman of the house made Helia do all the cleaning and all of the chores around the house. Helia was verbally and physically abused, and she wasn’t allowed to go to school. ... read more
It was the day after Christmas at a church in San Francisco . The pastor
Tue, December 25, 2007 - 8:06 PM
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of the church was looking over the lawn when he noticed that the baby Jesus was missing from among the figures. He hurried outside and saw a little boy with a red wagon, and in the wagon was the figure of the little infant Jesus. So he walked up to the boy and said, "Well, where did you get your passenger, my fine friend?" The little boy replied, "I got Him at church." "And why did you take Him?" The b... read more
rather cleverly done
Tue, October 9, 2007 - 10:10 AM
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This is in two parts-- the prayer (in small type) and GOD (in Capital Bold type) in response. It is very, very good.... Our Father Who Art In Heaven. YES? Don't interrupt me. I'm praying. BUT -- YOU CALLED ME! Called you? No, I didn't call you. I'm praying. Our Father who art in heaven. THERE -- YOU DID IT AGAIN Did what? CALLED ME. YOU SAID, "OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN" WELL, HERE I AM. WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND? But I didn't mean anything by it. I wa... read more
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