What do you call this; thoughts invading your mind when the skies are grey so much so your heart feels burdened and heavy followed by a sudden realization that there's such a thing called faith+hope+love so.. You go to sleep. It's been a long week.
"and will not be anxious in the year of drought"
"there's hope in every situation." way to go faith way to go
"and will not be anxious in the year of drought"
"there's hope in every situation." way to go faith way to go
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