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Ichthys July 1

A HEAVENLY GIFT A vision,a scripture,novel and new Thought becoming word,from out of the blue, A phrase,a one line,in picture or rhyme From a chrysallis,unique and divine; Doubts become questions,long pondered and weighed, Waiting to be shared,meditated,prayed Fake or real,seeking a seal Confirmation,awaits my appeal; Will this glass darkly,clear,when I draw near? What I see in part now,I speak without fear, But wonder if t'is for me or for thee, Unless it is shared,we shall never see. I am but a channel,open and free He,that wills,as and when,so divinely. See more @1 Cor 12:11 & 1 Cor 14:1 Note:(ichthys), or XIesoûs Khristós, Theoû Huiós, Sot?r;translates into English as 'Jesus Christ, Son of God, Savior'

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