I tried to help him get his arms out, but he really just wanted to hang there, like a limp noodle. And he took terrific naps. :)
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
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I am often dry and brittle of heart. Here I lay out the kindling of my heart with strong and true things of God. What I can never do for myself, I pray God will do--to let the consuming fire fall and set my heart aflame with worship.
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