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if you see me sitting around with my head tilted down face wrinkled in a frown hands shielding my face just trying to figure out if I can survive in this place if I can finish this race I know. I got it change will come and change will go for better or worse we won’t know until we’ll either suffer through hell or find Heaven’s grace if we’re to be celebrated as conquering heroes or banned in disgrace The true story will not be told until those very last words unfold and in the end they are rejected or embraced

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Date: 6/5/2025 4:32:00 AM
We all wonder how we will finish the race. I keep pressing into God, my Lord and Savior. The fear of the Lord, our greatest strength. To approach his throne of grace, with peace between me and the Father. Blessings, dear one!
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