Depend on me, says the Lord.
Thursday, 11 February 2016
Three Years On, I Still Don't Want to Believe It
This day in 2013, I was going through the greatest sorrow of my life, woke up on a not-too-bad-day to learn this-
My heart was already breaking, but I learned from the other tragedy, and I learned and am still learning from this.
Depend on me, says the Lord.
Depend on me, says the Lord.
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Right there with ya, sister. Over in Rome a week and half ago, I lamented the veritable total absence of any evidence of PapaRatzi's papacy. I did find the B16 Bookstore and purchased every image of him there, plus my first triplex and simplex. Without buying into the conspiratorial conjecturing, I think there's a bit more to the vacating story than just a healthy retirement. But ours is not to reason why, as they say.
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