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StoryMood Indigo... Silver Spun Sand1914 years 9 months ago
StoryWhat does April Mean To Me? (Alphabet Poem) well-wisher414 years 9 months ago
StoryJesus O Jesus and Other Christian Song Lyrics Carl Halling114 years 9 months ago
StoryABC for Zoologists Silver Spun Sand2314 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Exact Time (IP) prettyrose314 years 9 months ago
StoryLuscious Language L G Meadows1114 years 9 months ago
StoryDreams of a River L G Meadows414 years 9 months ago
StoryTimelines Chs. 15 &16 (final) Rescue-Applied, and Completion Rhiannonw214 years 10 months ago
StorySmall Wonder Silver Spun Sand1214 years 11 months ago
StoryForgotten Lake Richard L. Prov...514 years 11 months ago
StoryGod is on Our Side Richard L. Prov...214 years 11 months ago
StoryLost and Found - a song amlee414 years 11 months ago
StoryI Am your Dad Richard L. Prov...414 years 12 months ago
StorySum valiswaverider415 years 4 days ago
StoryDaydreaming skinner_jennifer1815 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe Lighthouse Richard L. Prov...215 years 1 month ago
StoryJesus Loves You mcscraic115 years 1 month ago
StoryThose Were the Days... Silver Spun Sand1815 years 1 month ago
StoryVanilla, a Choice of Season Richard L. Prov...415 years 2 months ago
StorySunday sorrow Mummy Penguin715 years 2 months ago
StoryEarly in the Year. Luly Whisper615 years 3 months ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows615 years 3 months ago
StoryAttempts at Haiku. ScoZen1815 years 3 months ago
StoryDisasters Rhiannonw215 years 4 months ago

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My stories

"We cannot help speaking of what we have seen and heard."*

Continuing the idea of one of my hymns on Sundays : Imprisoned by mere men, God brought them out of jail to tell the way of life to all in public,...

Sick bed touch?!

… with gentle confidence, not a bony, cold finger!

Supporting Grace

Continuing the idea of one of my old hymns on Sundays : Through faith the mouths of lions were shut, and fiery flame was quenched – the God all able...

Aging 'Countdown' Expert (IP)

Letters whizzed around his brain and slipped in place with ease, couldn’t conceive why others found it hard and their minds just seemed to freeze...
Cherry

Disgwylfa* Hill

* Diss-gooil-va [the word means ‘waiting expectantly for something/someone’, but we weren’t, just enjoyed what was there for us.] …

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