
" My heart is breaking as I remember how it used to be: I walked among the crowds of worshipers, leading a great procession to the house of God, singing for joy and giving thanks-- it was the sound of a great celebration!"
What a beautiful mind picture, and yet sad as well. That at one point he was part of something wonderful, and then, his heart breaks, as he realises he is not experiencing that anymore.
The seeing of hearts
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Wars are not just waged on national and international scales. They’re
waged first and foremost in hearts — yours and mine.
In a cosmic reversal of for...
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