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Mar 2019
In the hands of
Christ
You become a
Beacon of Hope
A living hope
By your mere
Presence.

A hope
Not in your eyes
Not in the eyes of the
World
But in
Christ's eyes
As He uses you
Where you are
With what you have
To touch
Countless lives
Where they most need to
Be touched......

In the deep,
Silent chambers of the
Soul.

Where hope
Resides.

For hope,
Like love,
Cannot be spelt
It must be

Felt!
Written by
Tete Rudo
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