the worn cottony bluish softness calls me back to that time surrounded by my light yellow walls and the love given by the small soft-eyed grandmother who sewed the cottony blush softness just for me
Thanks for the comment on my blog. Yes I can't imagine that planting a church is an easy one, or for the faint hearted, but it's obedienece we strive for.
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Thanks for the comment on my blog. Yes I can't imagine that planting a church is an easy one, or for the faint hearted, but it's obedienece we strive for.
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