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Sitting on a couch filled with flowers, praying to the Almighty that there is an Almighty. I keep my faith close to my heart, in more than one way. I watch the light in the bedroom paint the hardwood floors. Dancing to the tune of the muted television. The fan adds a refreshing sound to the day, drowning out the car alarms. I am contemplating my faith while watching TLC's "Breaking the Faith". I normally do not write about faith or religion. Lord, Please forgive me.
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Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 5:10 PM UTC
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Sitting on a couch filled with flowers, praying to the Almighty that there is an Almighty. I keep my faith close to my heart, in more than one way. I watch the light in the bedroom paint the hardwood floors. Dancing to the tune of the muted television. The fan adds a refreshing sound to the day, drowning out the car alarms. I am contemplating my faith while watching TLC's "Breaking the Faith". I normally do not write about faith or religion. Lord, Please forgive me.
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Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 5:10 PM UTC
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