Phoenix Bound

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Flying over beautiful New Mexico (God’s Country), on the way to a much, much, very extremely overdue vacation. . . And I’m officiating my Dad’s wedding. 

Hope

He died!

And with Him perished all that men hold dear;

Hope lay beside Him in the sepulcher,

Love grew corse [sic] cold, and all things beautiful beside

Died when He died . . . .


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