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Are you full of hope, a wanderer, the prodigal, on the edge of grief? To each the news is uniquely personal. Unto you a child is born.
Are you full of hope, a wanderer, the prodigal, on the edge of grief? To each the news is uniquely personal. Unto you a child is born.
When I yield my soul to him, even knowing it will be a way of sorrow as well of joy, I can say with Simeon, every evening, “Lord, now I am at peace, for my eyes have seen your salvation, a light to lighten the nations and the glory of your people.”
Luke 2: 22-35
Mary treasured all these things, pondering them in her heart. She received them deeply. She contemplated them. She let them flow into her life.
Luke 2: 15-20
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