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A Newborn Babe

Mysticism is alive and well. If this seems like a mystification, you have not experienced it yet. But wait, what if you have? Think on the mystique of a newborn babe. You know this beautiful child has an inner glow, and sacred look, fresh from heaven. Mystically alive, a soul-messenger. A newborn will mystify even the most hardened skeptic. You cannot hold one without instantly feeling that you are looking into the eyes of God. Anyway, I cannot.

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M. L. Kiser

Date: 9/26/2018 10:02:00 PM

So true and my new "fav".

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/27/2018 2:47:00 AM

I love a newborn! I have had more than my share of being around them as I have ten grandchildren, however, I am not excited about holding them if they cry. I hand them instantly back when that happens. That little cat-cry grates on my nerves.

Rhona Mcferran

Date: 9/26/2018 11:01:00 AM

This is so TRUE! They are so fresh and new to this life that they do seem otherworldly and "mystically alive"... Nice work, my friend!

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/26/2018 11:15:00 AM

They are beyond words really.

Line Gauthier

Date: 9/26/2018 7:12:00 AM

Lovely, Caren.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/26/2018 7:15:00 AM

Thank you Line, my first follower, whom I adore.