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Deathbed Prayer

Deathbed Prayer I asked my pastor to pray At the deathbed of my uncle With my aunt and me He shuffled his feet and Looked away in an awkward And most uncomfortable way I, too, was uneasy But not for the same reasons My tears flowed freely As my heart was breaking He bowed his head And said a quick prayer Why would he be Awkward with me Or with God I wondered then Now I understand He was a Preacher But not a Pastor ~ Judy Bausch

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Date: 4/12/2024 1:12:00 PM
We have all been given same access, through the same spirit to receive God's truth ,knowledge and understanding, to many religions to seek guidance of one seeking to profit, I encourage all to seek from the true source of the ones this world killed , to receive the truth, much love and prayers for you all
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