You called out to GOD in your desperate condition... He quieted the wind down to a whisper, put a muzzle on all the big waves. And you were so glad when the storm died down, and he led you safely back to harbor. So thank GOD for his marvelous love, for his miracle mercy to the children he loves.
"The poor man thought, "If I had a penny for every time I knew the Lord blessed me I would be a millionaire." Then he continued, "But if I had a penny for..."
"Dear Beloved Sibling,
Yes, I know some of you who read this have trouble thinking of Me as your older brother. Through the Father's grace, that is..."
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