[You are my refuge. I need You in my physical. Where I am, where my flesh lives].My own tabernacle. A place where quiet dwells. A place where all is still, always. A place where loud is silenced; where noise runs from, who clamor fears.
Child0fGod
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Somewhere
I need some type of refuge; a hiding place.
Child0fGod
Child0fGod
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May the Lord bless you. And, please leave a link to your blog as well so that I can stop by and visit! ;)