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A New Image of the Father
A year ago, I was walking the beach at sunrise. The sky was glowing orange, the waves brushing the sand, the birds gliding overhead. Then I saw something that stayed with me: a…
Where mercy flows from the heart into the world
A year ago, I was walking the beach at sunrise. The sky was glowing orange, the waves brushing the sand, the birds gliding overhead. Then I saw something that stayed with me: a…