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A sense of infinity

Implanted in our heart an awareness of infinity, of unseen things, eternity we cannot contemplate completely or conceive, but the skill that us...

His face shone, transfigured … Why?

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] His face shone like the sun, his clothes as white as light - his deity and glory shown: an awesome, dazzling...

Effort & View

Black Mountain Ridge sweeps down to quiet Olchon valley – dead end, springing to life! ‘Our path’s up there.’ “Oh! maybe we’ll have lunch half way up...
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AS* eye-contact progress

[age about 5 ]: I cannot catch his glance, his eye – I wonder why? … and the day the day-old father met his daughter‘s gaze in a hand-held head.
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Love … protects, trusts, hopes, perseveres

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] … And show that you really believe that it’s possible they could reach a bit better standard of loving …

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