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WHY DO WE TOUCH EACH OTHER ?
if your life was at it very end where would you be at? Would you be at the bottom of pile or just coming over top?
will you carry the football and say even if i got hurt, I’ll dust myself off and get back up.
well God is the coach we must live play by play doing what he says we should do. If we stumbe and fall he will pic us up and hold us in his very arms that are streched very wide and pierced for us.
P.S we must sore as eagles and mount on trees and seek out the lost. and bring them to the nest and give them a bite to eat.

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