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What does it mean that our heavenly Father knows how to give good gifts? It is a question I have pondered, well I guess complained…
The body is wounded. Broken for our transgressions. Presented for our healing. And divided again by our iniquities. A voice cries out in the wilderness:…
A woman clothed with the sun calls forth from the ends of the earth, “Penance, penance, penance!” A fire never seen enflames the earth; the deserts…
