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Many years ago, I can't remember the number, when I was blue, I used to pray to the Lord for a sign of Hope. Within hours I would always see a deer. Be it across a field, or standing in a field. Sometimes on the side of the road grazing. One day I had been going through an extremely difficult time. I remember the tears and how I felt hopeless. I prayed that day, maybe not expecting much hope, or help. As I went throughout the day I forgot about that prayer. Later that afternoon as I sat in the family room I l more... Biography, Read My Blog, Success Story, Contact Author, Read Reviews, |
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