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God's Echo

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It is the arrangement of our soul we come to know, through words that are common, yet precious. Dripping, tripping forth from every voice that we once knew. Along their rushing way they brush us clean, stealing truth from the flutings of our inner skin. New ears awaken to familiar songs that touch our God in new places. We know each other’s faces by these holy words. Sometimes it takes the sound of a distant voice for us to recognize we are God’s echo.

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