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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Undulations beginning no sense of any ending Power indescribable surrounds and courses in My veins, distinct involved conversations take Place in my mind; I hear the reasoning and details Of others lives; unknown minds memories intermesh I saw a man I had known, not well but regurlarly..He had Left worship for a while, he and his brothers were into Boxing for years before he accepted Christ, so i was Looking through the rear wimdow of a van in a dream I just was suddenly; There' I saw he was asleep? his arms by his side the Outside of his hands were deep burgundy fingertips Up to wrists like he had Been punching a boxing bag, thats what I told myself I said John can you hear me? Wow his eyes opened He had not done anything like dreaded at first sight I said how are you? He said I have fallen and I can't Get up, physically can you pray? As I srarted to pray I awoke soon after.' When I ran into his brother at church I mentioned it And that I was praying for him to get back to church Out loud I thought on his burgundy coloured hands I asked his brother what he thought, he said look thats Not important now, he looked flustered he said keep Praying he comes back.' A year later I met another brother In the Lord I only mentioned Jhon by name and he told Me, its a shame he had been taking from the offering My mind went back to those red hands.'
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