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Mariane Holbrook

  I am the Light After the Storm A Poem

When all the skies look black to you And fear creeps in your heart, When everything you’ve worked for Seems to fall and break apart, When drenching rains beat down on you And clouds around you swarm, Remember I will always be The light after the storm. The trials that...

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He Remembers our Sin No More

"He does not treat us as our sins deserve or repay us according to our iniquities." Psalms 103:10 NIV One of the things I most dislike about the enemy of our souls is his penchant for attacking the ill, the elderly, the infirmed. While my godly mother lay dying,...

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