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Dear Child
My child, my precious- precious child Stand beside me and take my hand Though this day may be easy or hard Trust in me and follow in my lead For I have loved you since day one But I'm here for you if you need I don't need to be Google-searched I've got all the time in the world Travelling the broad and narrow way Through every reached door and gate I'm Your heavenly Father - night 'n' day As I've been since the dawn of time Love from Your heavenly Daddy

Sarah Joy Holden
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My Table Part 2
I sense your excitement. I'm excited too. So, you have just sat down, trying to take it all in. Let me help you with that. I will now open your eyes in the Spirit to see, your ears to hear, your heart to feel, your nose to smell, and your hands to touch all that is before you. What do you feel? You first feel an embrace, like one you've never felt before. It is an embrace in the Spirit that instantly settles your soul, filling you with the shalom peace you've heard about but

Christopher Henstone
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My Table. Part 1
I introduce to you "My Table", which is a series of conversations I had with the Lord over a period of 13 days, in which He showed me what was on the Table set before my enemies (Psalm 23). It is my intent to publish Part 2 tomorrow and the other installments each weekend until the last one. It is my greatest pleasure to respond to your cries, to change things, to shed light, and to breathe life into the darkness. It's going to be more than just OK; it's going to be brilliant

Christopher Henstone
Feb 282 min read


The LORD is my Shepherd
I’m walking in the cool of the evening, barefoot in the damp grass of a vast, gently undulating field. I’m wearing a long, white robe tied round my middle with a linen belt. I am carrying a huge backpack on my back, which is weighing me down, making walking a struggle, and I stumble frequently. My Father is walking beside me, he is leading the way. There is a stream babbling along beside us, cutting its meandering way through the field. Light is sparkling from the water as it

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