“And . . . . Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, my God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?” Matthew 27:46
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a gray brick church with hidden entrances surrounded with many tangled gardens and engravings above doors and alcoves is where I go to pray on the virtues of love, joy, peace, kindness, and faithfulness on goodness, gentleness, patience, and balance seeking oneness and dignity in life ... I kneel in the silence of prayer within a sacred candle flickering alcove under a stained glass window of Jesus with open arms ______________ May 15, 2021 Poetry/Verse/faith Copyright Protected, ID 05-1355-820-15 All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
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